I am cold but content
Watching you
Watching me
I catch your eye
Naught but comes a
Tender smile
I cannot say
Why I feel this way
A prisoner trapped
Inside myself
Our hair both down
Yours a darkened black
You mean something to me
Beautiful deceit
In the name of nothing
Now I sit alone
I watched you leave
Never knowing I'd love you
The fall of leaves now come
You're here once again
A love forsaken presence
Resting with us there
Your hand on mine
A sign of gentle love
Your kiss, I dream of
Yet I never have known
All of this seems so cold
Consuming my mind
You ripped me apart
Afraid to be alone
No where to escape
Stuck by the thought
That you may someday leave
I ask you one question
Will I ever be able to find
Myself inside your heart
© 2006 Yesterday
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