Saturday, November 21, 2009

It comes and goes


When we first met we both knew maybe this story won't end well
But there's a little chance that it could work
Maybe the good times will be less than the bad times, well that could be
Who cares, we have us, haven’t we?

Maybe there’ll be problems some kind of discussions which try to brings us down
You looked through the window and get lost in the clouds
I said I’ll take care of you and keep watching you I’ll catch you when you’ll fall
And I will stay far away if you want

Time is slipping by so turns the hourglass
Does anything matter when you’re happy in your life?

You needn’t look back just step forward and you'll see
You can walk towards the sunny sky

Who knows how this story will end...
Cause all of this, all of this it just comes and goes

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