Dec 05, 2003 22:55
You may mean more
Than I'm willing to attempt
But if you're nothing
Should I go see what's next
Wash off your hands
But, trash up your soul
Rendezvous can mean delight
But, soon grow very old
Could you mean a lot?
But, mean nothing at all?
Confused how I feel
I have no control
Brief moments of bliss
Where all feels so right
I don't want to leave here
But with morning I might