Post by carltonthe1st on Oct 3, 2005 20:29:36 GMT -5
I leave messages on your machine,
Written countless unanswerred letters,
Memories of our great love flood my mind,
Must this love die after so long?
Dead roses lie in a vase I gave you,
Torn up pictures that miror my torn heart,
Words said of hatred and sorrow,
Oh, how I regret that dreadful night.
I call you in hope of hearing your voice,
you answer and i can hear your breath,
I try to tell you I love you and want to be with you,
There is silence and then the line goes dead.
I receive a letter with excitement and tear it open,
But I read it with sadness in my heart,
You tell me that what we had was not meant to be
I fall to the floor with only my tears to comfort me.
Your tears seal this envelope that contains a dagger in my heart,
my tears blot out the words of this dreadful letter.
You say I must continue on without you in my life,
Now your words mean as much to me as the dirt i walk upon.
Written countless unanswerred letters,
Memories of our great love flood my mind,
Must this love die after so long?
Dead roses lie in a vase I gave you,
Torn up pictures that miror my torn heart,
Words said of hatred and sorrow,
Oh, how I regret that dreadful night.
I call you in hope of hearing your voice,
you answer and i can hear your breath,
I try to tell you I love you and want to be with you,
There is silence and then the line goes dead.
I receive a letter with excitement and tear it open,
But I read it with sadness in my heart,
You tell me that what we had was not meant to be
I fall to the floor with only my tears to comfort me.
Your tears seal this envelope that contains a dagger in my heart,
my tears blot out the words of this dreadful letter.
You say I must continue on without you in my life,
Now your words mean as much to me as the dirt i walk upon.