pointless love
I want to break down and cry With you in my arms There’s a warmth I need around me I feel so far away I’m empty in my dreams Your picture stares me in the face Discarded on the floor Along with my tears Show me where I can sell my soul for a dollar And I’ll write it down They can put it on the shelf And I’ll belong to someone else They can have this metal box aswell And own all of my dreams Maybe they can make them come true Tomorrow’s not another day for meoct 2001, Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 23 2002 07:39 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I want to break down and cry ..."