isolated_rain
08-24-06, 02:40 PM
The clock hands drip with their time
and in my head I sit here spinning in these rhymes
Its always the distance, always the miles
Only now, the broken moments are filled with smiles
Worries fall apart at their seams
As I bask in the idea of touching my dreams
And in my head I sit here singing my rhymes
Begging the universe for more of your time
and in my head I sit here spinning in these rhymes
Its always the distance, always the miles
Only now, the broken moments are filled with smiles
Worries fall apart at their seams
As I bask in the idea of touching my dreams
And in my head I sit here singing my rhymes
Begging the universe for more of your time