It's raining like it's never rained before,
and the wind's blowing, trying to rip the floor,
The waves are crashing, thunder on the shore,
but Baby, you're all I hear, will hear, and heard forever more.
The kids are playing on the street,
lovers making out on their seats,
people treating each other like shit,
But Baby, you're the only one I met, and will ever meet.
Bombs blowing up everywhere,
Gangs fighting here and there,
Idiots killing over the black and fair,
But no, Baby, you're all I care, yeah.
The world's in fire, sighing, falling,
There're bad guys,robbing, killing,
And I'm here, rotting, slowly dying,
'Cause Baby, you're my something, my nothing, my everything.
And I'm ready to do anything, for ya' darling... Anything...
Words Of Wisdom
I have outlasted all desire,
My dreams and I have grown apart;
My grief alone is left entire,
The gleanings of an empty heart.
My dreams and I have grown apart;
My grief alone is left entire,
The gleanings of an empty heart.
-Untitled, 1821 Alexander Pushkin
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
hmmmph.. whos your darlingg???
Post a Comment