Jul 25, 2004 17:18
You miss me, but you never...
Make an attempt at all whatsoever,
To give someone a call
Whos feeling a little under the weather.
Better, You guess ..
In the sense that you speak in past tense
Cuz your present's currently spent
Dwelling on the times of descent.
And now Deep Are the scars..
Its hard, Feeling that you're rented
These bodies can't be our's.
We're just spending time, while they're dented..
And blended , Are you'r emotions,
Like witches brews and potions..
You're hoping to find a genie
To make these wishes you've spoken,
Come true .. And Im hoping
To find you in your time
But I guess im better off looking
For mine.
They're hard to find.
But the chances are trouble's cooking.