Dec 22, 2006 14:06
Someday we'll know
If love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't meant for you
Someday
Somehow
Somewhere, life will be easy.
I don't have you to tell, or her, or them.
I've got me, and I just don't talk to myself, so I guarantee that this will bother me all through Christmas.
If it was simple, if it could be the way I wanted it to be
I wouldn't be harsh daydreaming, I'd be focused like I want to.