Taking pity and piling it up in the corner

Here's a little song i penned last night, only took me 5 minutes to write, then about another 5 to refine it a bit, not all of it makes sense, but it gets the general mood that i was in when i wrote it across. (Warning: Do not read if you are liable to hate it)


All these things i don't know why
they just seem to make me cry
with the time that i spent
waiting for your embrace i never felt

When i looked into your eyes
i saw dreams are pure as skies
but i can only find the lie's
without your kiss

living life is just as hard
as making love to you that night
knowing you'll already be gone when i wake up

tell me why you had to leave
and all those things you said to me
i know why, you hate me, in your heart
forgive me please

i don't know where you are right now
but i hope you can hear my cries
and as i try to make you
fly upon the breeze

come to me and let me see
exactly why you had to go
and all the things you took
you left me so alone

and as i wait for you my dear
sitting here beside your chair
always daring to think you
might just come back here

always daring to think you might just come back here
always daring to hope you might just come back here
always daring to pray you might just come back here