Sunday, February 10, 2008

.walk away.

The moon is pulling at me,
The moon is pulling at you,
You swear to me it's the sun,
That's shining through.
It's hard to push for the truth,
When lies are easy to find,
I'm left with, I'm left with,
This trouble in mind.
I'm left to counting the days,
While my life drifts away...
Cause you come and go again like the tide,
While on the shoreline I stand washed of my pride,
And the truth I keep pushing aside,
Is that it's time to walk away.
Big guns are pointed at me,
Big guns are pointed at you,
Everybody's waiting to see,
What we're gonna do.
You spin around and disappear,
Under the floor where I stand,
I'm left with, I'm left with,
A bag in my hand.
I'm left to counting the days,
While my life drifts away...
Cause you come and go again like the tide,
While on the shoreline I stand washed of my pride,
And the truth I keep pushing aside,
Is that it's time to walk away.
Night closes in,
But I hear the water rush in,
To her song I'm a slave,
I start to sink where I stand,
I become part of the sand,
She covers me like the sea,
Like a wave.
The road is turning for me,
The road is turning for you,
The light is red like a fire,
But you drive on through.
I stay behind and hear you call,
You should have known this from the start,
I'm left with, I'm left with,
A piece of my heart.
Cause you come and go again like the tide,
While on the shoreline I stand washed of my pride,
And the truth I keep pushing aside,
Is that it's time to walk away...
It's time to walk away.
I'm walking away.

I miss him. I love her. I want you.

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