Sunday, November 7, 2010

Will The Rain Smell The Same?

What will I be years from now?
What will I wear how will I look?
I think too much..
I think too much...

Sometimes its scary over thinking.
What you have or haven’t done.
You think too much..
You think too much...

Will the rain smell the same?
Will our loosing trentrous game?
And the star much shine..
The color seems so blurry...

Will l endup all alone?
Without a shoulder to cry on..

What will I be years from now?
I have answered them but none have answered me!
And when my time has come..
I hope my last seconds in this life will have you..
Will have you...

Will the rain smell the same?
Will our loosing trentrous game?
And neglect most people views..
Seems so worthy...

Will l endup all alone?
Without a shoulder to cry on..

What will I be years from now?
I have answered them but none have answered me!
And when my time has come..
I hope my last seconds in this life will have you..
Will have you...


Years From Now Aizat 2010.

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