by the phone
if you don’t want me
why not leave
Sometimes I look at pictures
I look into his eyes, at his face
I look at the smile he used to give to me
I pray to see it live again someday
If I could find a desert
I’d fill it with my tears
I’d build a boat of wishes
And sail from all my fears
One day shuts
Of things left broken
I’ve been starving this emotion for so long.
I am keeping your memories in a box in the back of my mind.
There, they are safe. There, they cause me to feel sure
that I once was alive.
I know you’ll never love me,
and that why I cried
I’ll never feel your hand in mine,
or even hear your softly sigh.
Time is closing in on us
Quicker than I would have wanted it to
I tried to make the moments last
But still they slip away