Funny thing, this feeling.
Cold, cold sweat,
Morning, noon and night.
The butterflies are somewhere,
What’s the point?
Wonder why…
Feel so light,
Take me away – oh – take me…
Away tonite.
Shake them up.
Wipe every bit away,
Leave nothing to chance.
Suddenly, something,
Somewhere, don’t know what…
Wonder why…
Feel so light,
Take me away – oh – take me…
Away tonite.
Goodness, greatness – all just you.
Summer’s gone, rain clouds,
Here to stay a while.
Uncertainty, they say it is;
Who knows, who cares?
Wonder why…
Feel so light,
Take me away – oh – take me…
Away tonite.
the title sure works! : )
ReplyDelete:) yeah!
ReplyDeletemust be because you wrote something very similar once before (?)
ReplyDeleteNow, have I? The age bug must be eating away my memory cells eh? Or is this just a different style trying to convey something else altogether?
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