I press my face into my hands
and watch my life slip through my fingers
But it doesn't rain for me anymore
and I can't sleep because the thunder, it wakes me
And the lightning blinds my eyes
therefore not allowing me to see
exactly whats lays in front of me
There is no hope, no chance for me
I lost my last opportunity
Everyone yells, and shouts at me
yet my fate dies, along with dreams
No chance with you
but that was something I could foresee
No friends to talk to
and there is no one that I need
Love no longer exists within me
for it hurts too much
But I'd die for the sight of you, and one single touch...
But it doesn't rain for me anymore,
and I can't sleep because the thunder, it wakes me...
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
I press my face into my hands
and watch my life slip through my fingers
But it doesn't rain for me anymore
and I can't sleep because the thunder, it wakes me
And the lightning blinds my eyes
therefore not allowing me to see
exactly whats lays in front of me
There is no hope, no chance for me
I lost my last opportunity
Everyone yells, and shouts at me
yet my fate dies, along with dreams
No chance with you
but that was something I could foresee
No friends to talk to
and there is no one that I need
Love no longer exists within me
for it hurts too much
But I'd die for the sight of you, and one single touch...
But it doesn't rain for me anymore,
and I can't sleep because the thunder, it wakes me...
I wrote this originally as a song, almost 10 years ago. Now I'm sitting here speechless and dumbfounded at how fast time flies... But yet amazed at myself because I remember it word for word and know exactly where I was when I wrote it and why. I feel younger now then I did back then.
