I'm afraid to face you,
and let this moments past
But I'm sorry because,
it could have been something
All the days that I've wasted,
all the weeks that I've been waited
But all of that went to nothing,
it could have been something
Now you lost faith in me,
and searched another sea
I keep telling myself now,
it could have been something
Now I hold a sharp knife,
I'll cut my waiting veins
And my final words would be:
"It could have been something"
No comments:
Post a Comment