11 diciembre 2010


When i was younger I saw my daddy cry and cursed at the wind. He broke his own heart and i watched as he tried to reassemble it. And my momma swore that she would never let herself forget. And that was the day i promised Id never sing of love if it does not exist.
But darlin, you, are, the only exception
Maybe i know, somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone, or keep a straight face. And i've always lived like this keeping a comfortable, distance. And up until now I had sworn to myself that i was content with loneliness.
Because none of it was ever worth the risk, but you, are, the only exception
Ive got a tight grip on reality but i cant let go of what's in front of me here. I know your leaving in the morning, when you wake up: leave me with some proof its not a dream
You, are, the only exception and im on my way to believing it.

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