I watch the cigerette gasp for air,
Laying in the dirty snow there,
I watch it die as if mesmerized,
Searching for any sign of reamining life.
I wonder if that's how I'll go down as well,
Thrown to the side all love and life denied,
I guess there's no way left for me to tell,
Who I am or about how much I have lied.
Is everything about me like that cigerette?
A completely crushed up wreck?
You showed me a light deep inside of me,
But without your eyes I just can't see.
What can I do to make this right?
What can I say to make you mine?
I'll forever keep burning my light,
Because it's what you said was right. |
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