What's the time, since it's already morning.I see the sky- it's so beautiful and blue. The tv's on but the only thing that's showing, is a picture of you. I get up and make myself some coffee, I try to read a bit but the story's too thin. I thank the lord above that you're not here to see me in this shape that i'm in. i'm spending my time watching the days go by, feeling so small. I stare at the wall, hoping that you will think of me too. is that even possible.

i try to call but I don't know what to tell you. I leave a kiss on your answering machine. oh gosh help me please. is there someone who can make me wake up from this dream? waiting so hard for that day, hoping that you are missing me too.i watch the sun go down and I fall asleep to the sound of "tears of a clown".

a prayer gone blind.

My friends tell me that i'm too good for you. sometimes i feel it's true but so what. i don't care any longer- it doesn't matter anymore.
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look at you, like a star so distant.