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It is my heart
It is my life
My own emotions and feelings

But It is not mine
For it is yours

I can no longer contain these emotions
I can no longer control my heart
I can no longer choose my life

For everything leads to you

It is mine but not mine
*For I am yours

Will you leave now?
You know they always leave
But they don't always say why
I don't know which one of us I should believe
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave now?
Leave me never to return
Some of them never learn
When is it too late to try again?
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
Leave with words that you regret
But never come back to correct
Forever there leading you astray
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
To emphasise that our love has lost it's worth
Take back your heart but leave your shirt
Slam the door on all this hurt
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
Maybe I should have thought of leaving you
I always thought we´d make it through
You know they always leave
But never why they left
Some leave by will, some by chance
and some try to forget

Some tomorrows shall be filled
With glitter and sorrow
While others shall have parties and pain

Most tomorrows shall be filled
With living everything now
While thinking why, why, why?

All tomorrow shall be filled
With people and loneliness
While others shall be house guests and emptiness

*Every tomorrow shall be filled
With something, nothing, and everything.
Whether we want it or not.

On Sunday he pressed his lips against my throat
in a joking sort of kiss
all waggled brows and hidden giggles
and I said "oh my god what are you doing"
and we dissolved into snickering

And on Wednesday me and he sat
and watched TV and played horror games
all terror and smiles and fond glances
and I said "it's your turn don't roll your eyes at me"
and I forgot my responsibilities when he did it anyway

On Sunday we shared a glance over breakfast snacks
and danced on stage and talked around him
all raised brows and aching cheeks
and I said "we'd have cute kids your hair, my everything else"
and I don't remember what his face was, from the ground

And on Wednesday, he laid on my couch
and I sat in my armchair
all relaxation and easy conversation
and he said "wait, are you really going to marry him?"
and I don't remember answering

And on Sunday we raised our eyes to heaven
and sang songs to the God my mother loves
all easy grace and accidental harmonies
and I thought "why would I marry him I love you"
and I sat alone

"i had every intention of telling you,"
he claims.
"but it's already too late,"
i say.
he replies with the ever so cliché line that is, "it's never too late."
i'm not sorry
that some things just are.

Everywhere there were black nights
You came with the dawn;
Bringing reason to live,
See an unnecessary life ..
My only boat that was lost at sea
Edge brought to you in any way ..

There is some connection with you,
there is some connection with you,
How do I know, what I know about it,
there is some connection with you..

what is to be said now,
I have to live,
forgetting the heavens,
taking refuge in your arms..

It obliged me while going
A passing moment fulfilled my wishes
I got a view of yours, got a sparkling star
As if I got a sign of luck..

Taking some reconciliation
Angry desires,
You've come to silence
Negotiations to complete consultations,
My only boat that was lost at sea
Edge brought to you in any way ..

I hope your dreams
Grow into rose gardens
And taste as sweet as sugar

So you can wake up and smell the roses

And stir some of that sugar into your morning coffee