the stars would still shine.. the sun would still rise tomorrow... the earth would still rotate.... the seasons would still change..... time would take the pain away.... you see nothing would change...
I've spent some sleepless nights just laying in my bed, but I still dream about you every now and then. Although your image fades, the feeling never did. I can't help but think about the lives we could've lived.
What if it is not what I imagined What if the cold breeze is harsh on me What if I couldn't find my warmth then What if I feel lonely, even though I wish to be alone What if that dream stays as a dream What if I fail to love the moment But what if, What if all my "what-if's" are wrong
If you were a song then one of these that everybody claims to hate but secretly admires. You'd be one of these songs that stick in your head all day while you can't remember their name. You'd be one of these songs that I never get tired of listening to. If you were a song then one of these that move people's hearts. If you were a song you'd be a soft, slow, sad one. If you were a song you'd be a mysterious and nobody would know where it came from.
If you were a song I'd play it. And I wouldn't let it end.
Maybe, if you were a song I'd be good enough to make it keep going. Maybe, I could prevent the melody from fading out, the words from slipping away, the song from going quiet. Maybe, if you were a song I could still hear you because I'd be good enough.