Cold Street

by Reminders Torture   Aug 12, 2007


As I sit here in this cold street.
Rain pours and hides away the tears.
It reminds me the way you treat.
And let go of my fears.

All I wanted was you to know.
The things I do was for you.
Now that I've gone away from you.
I would only wish to come back.

But now it's too late to be with you.
Now I am alone and crying.
No-one to wipe away the tears.
And I'll forever be in this misery.

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