Nov 08, 2006 08:07
Holding on to the fragile horizon
Looking at the past
Thinking that there was
Something that made you tick
That was the last time I saw your face light up
With that same light from that horizon
But if I choose to not be there with you
Will you hate me just as much as I you?
But wanting to be the sacrifice
You won't come to me
Not now
I'm all alone.