the last kiss

"Stop talking about love. Every asshole in the world says he loves somebody. It means nothing. It still doesn't mean anything. What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you say you love, that's what matters. It's the only thing that counts."

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Listen
To the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can’t complete
Listen
To the sound from deep within
It’s only beginning to find release
Oh, the time has come for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside and turned
Into your own, all cause you won’t listen

Listen
I am alone at the cross roads
I’m not at home in my own home
And I’ve tried and tried
To say what’s on my mind
You should have known, oh
Now I’m done believing you
You don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m more than what, you’ve made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I’ve got to find
my own

You should have listened

There is someone here inside
Someone I thought had died so long ago
Oh, I’m screechin out in my dreams who be heard
They will not be pushed aside or turned
Into your own, all cause you won’t listen

Listen
I am alone at the cross roads
I’m not at home in my own home
And I’ve tried and tried
To say what’s on my mind
You should have known, oh
Now I’m done believing you
You don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m more than what, you’ve made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I’ve got to find my own


I don’t know where I belong
But I’ll be moving on
If you don’t, if you won’t
Listen
To the song here in my heart
A melody I start but I will complete
Oh, now I’m done believing you
You don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m more than what, you’ve made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me
But now I’ve got to find my own

My Own

3.1.07 21:54


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