Broken Glass

by ita   Mar 30, 2006


As I lay here watching the broken glass,
I wondered if I ever last
The shadow thatâ??sâ?? between us
Is getting big as a bus
As I lay here in my bed
I notice Iâ??m thinking in my head
As I die here in the dark
To see the fading heart
The tears are rolling down
Thereâ??s nothing but a sound
The broken glass
Reminds me of the past
All I wanted was a kiss
But it was only a wish
I love you
Will you love me back?
Take my hand
And never be afraid of that

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