If I'd know today
Would be the day
That I lost you
The day all my fear
And all my doubts
Came to be true
I would have prayed
I would have said
It's not too late
Now that light has dimmed and music has lost its color
Hopes of yesterday feel like a dream I'm longing for
You were my home
In a life already too big for two
Here all alone
It's exile, to be far from you
You were my home
Morning will soon come
What will become
Of tomorrow?
Like a vagabond
I'll walk beyond
Lands and sorrow
Follow the sun
And if I burn
Let it be so
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 7:07 AM UTC
If I'd know today
Would be the day
That I lost you
The day all my fear
And all my doubts
Came to be true
I would have prayed
I would have said
It's not too late
Now that light has dimmed and music has lost its color
Hopes of yesterday feel like a dream I'm longing for
You were my home
In a life already too big for two
Here all alone
It's exile, to be far from you
You were my home
Morning will soon come
What will become
Of tomorrow?
Like a vagabond
I'll walk beyond
Lands and sorrow
Follow the sun
And if I burn
Let it be so
This is my attempt at the ritual "breakup poetry". I didn't just break up, I'm perfectly fine. I swear.
