Oct 20, 2007 00:27
Standing at the back door,
She tried to make it fast.
One tear hit the hard wood,
It fell like broken glass.
She said sometimes life slips away,
And you just can't get it back.
Let's face it.
So she took another step and said,
I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it.
I don't wanna' spend my life jaded,
I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing.
Waiting to wake up one day and find,
That I've let all these years go by...
Wasted.