onsdag 28 oktober 2009

Lonetime

The time is mine and I will not give it away. I will not give it to you. If you´re lucky i will share it with you. If you´re mine I will probably give you some. But hold it gentle. Keep it gentle. You´re not mine. Yet.

I will walk out on you so many times. And keep you short. Cause you´re not mine.

My time is my time. I will not give it away. You´ll sail away and forget, while I´m on land waiting for you to come home. I´ll rather wait though it´s lonely. I´ll laugh.

I´ll laugh it through. And forget about you. I´ll go back to lonetime. Again. The time is mine and I will not give it away.

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