But it must be what I miss...

Jan 25, 2006 15:00

ROADS

The voice of loss is sighing through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing is to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?

Alone

A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can’t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I’m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound

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lalacanthearu January 25 2006, 17:01:30 UTC
ha ha i listened to that song on your ipod today
it made me cry....

i like it alot
i actually just downloaded it

<3

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