Friday, May 20, 2005

The Real You

It's cold outside
                        I'm here waiting
                        dreaming of you

                        Where are you now
                        I'm lost and lonely
                        trying to break through

                        This love
                        This life
                        This pain
                        This madness
                        This weakness
                        Confusion

                        This trust
                        This truth
                        This promise
                        Do you believe
                        it's all an illusion
                        of love...

                        Talk to me
                        and let me see
                        the real you
                        behind the wall

                        Lead me home
                        to your heart
                        Together we can start
                        to feel the fall

                        So years have passed
                        I'm still waiting
                        dreaming of you...

                        Of you

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