Feb 01, 2006 12:31
This is the only lonely picture
Waiting on my floor, littering my shore
This is the last true burning letter
Given to a girl, written by a boy
Living in a world created to destroy
But if I built you a city
Would you let me?
Would you tear it down?
But there you go for the last time
I finally know now what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you'll let me
But there you go and I'm not done
You're waving goodbye, well at least you're having fun
The rising tide will not let you forget me