You were too great, too good to be true
A fairytale I was when I am with you
A sight so neat no glance can miss,
A treacherous disease, a dying kiss
You were there, a far distance
Untouchable yet nice to look at
But I can’t get through, can’t even take that chance,
Can’t smile and say “Would you care to dance?”
A dream so dull, felt so true
Now answer me, “Am I that of a fool?”
I thought you were listening, thought you liked me
Until I realized, it was all an illusion that was just a dream.
Friday, December 21, 2007
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