Jan 28, 2004 01:49
I keep telling my self how i want to be a song writer and a singer but i haven't pushed my self enough. Lately i've been listening to music constantly almost every minute of the day, except for when i'm in class, studying how lyrics are sung and written.
finally i just picked up pen and wrote some shit down it's not much but i have to start somewhere. I wrote this on the bus on the way to new york when the world look so beautiful from the highway with nothing but the light of the moon, the open road, and my thoughts.
As I sit here and watch the world pass by
I Gaze up at the moon, the sky
I ask my self why ohh why
why can't i be with her tonight
you've stole this heart of mine
what to do may come in time
free at last free at last
but one step foward equals two steps back.
looks like i'm not done
living with this is my fault
i slit my wrists, i took a fall
don't be afraid of my pain
pay no mind it just a game
but i can't help it
you've stole this heart of mine
what to do may come in time
free at last free at last
but one step foward equals two steps back.
looks like i need to fight
it too late i've missed my chance
blown it all not one last dance
can't believe it's come to this
this night this kiss is all thats left
but i can't help it
As I sit here and watch the world pass by
I Gaze up at the moon, the sky
I ask my self why ohh why
why can't i be with her tonight...
free me from this deathly place
cry out loud it's not ok
don't be afraid don't be afraid...
cuz i'll be your savior today
you've stole this heart of mine
what to do may come in time
free at last free at last
but one step foward equals two steps back.
and it feels like it will never end
please don't be afraid of this
take a chance and be at risk
i might not be around next time
feels like it's our last goodbye
but i can't help it....
-Trevor