Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Two Traces

3 am in the morning your body isn't here
just a cold and empty pillow to protect me from my fear
You said I shouldn' t worry, you'ld be back before i knew
I can't help feeling angry, not laying next to you

I remenise our days we went to all those places
Now I am walking here alone, I look back and see two traces
and a heart so heavy feels like stone.

© 2005