sexta-feira, 4 de abril de 2008


i've been walking for so long
i couldn't tell my feet were moving
until i stopped
no need to think
but still i do
i keep following the same path,
the path to you
i bump into the same people
i trip over the the same stones
i kick them and keep walking
till i can't breathe
i walk the ways of my mistakes
i know it's the only way
i move out of the dark
and still can't see a thing
you can't see me either
though i don't hide
and i'm right here
walking by your side.