måndag 9 november 2009

I miss you...

Running back through the fire when there's nothing left to save 
It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late 
Let me hold you for the last time 
It's the last chance to feel again 
 
The truth hurts and a lie's worse
How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before
 
You can't play on broken strings 
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel 
I can't tell you something that ain't real...