Michael P.
Compared Yearning
Now I´m sitting here
looking into the sky
and try to find your face
but everything I saw
were a million fucking stars
What is sunrise
compared with her eyes
compared with her smile
compared with everything she´s got
What the hell is living
Without her hand on my hand
Without her lips on my lips
My world turned to whisper
With a second like a week
And everything around me
Is grey and unimportant
If you saw her again
Please tell her I´m waiting
Till she fills my little world
Like she did it the last time
Like she did it every time
What is sunrise
compared with her eyes
compared with her smile
compared with everything she´s got
What the hell is living
Without her hand on my hand
Without her lips on my lips
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 15.07.2006.