No more broken hearts
waiting at my door
No more broken dreams
sulking 'cross my floor
No more promises
I never mean to keep
No more love to make
That did not come too cheap...
No more sighs released in vain
To echo in the night
No more whispers of romance
To hold back the morning light
No more songs of love
Left for me to sing
No more reason no more rhyme
I’ve abandoned all these things...
waiting at my door
No more broken dreams
sulking 'cross my floor
No more promises
I never mean to keep
No more love to make
That did not come too cheap...
No more sighs released in vain
To echo in the night
No more whispers of romance
To hold back the morning light
No more songs of love
Left for me to sing
No more reason no more rhyme
I’ve abandoned all these things...
letter to Edith
ink on paper
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1 comment:
También yo deseo estas "complicaciones" bien lejos, amigo... me cansa todo eso y quiero tener la mente y el corazón tranquilos, mi amigo
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