Post by NeverMore on Feb 27, 2005 19:07:36 GMT -5
(I knew I was here somewhere *s*)
The long quiet walks
down silent country roads
where the flowers of springtime
were just begining to show
the moon lit nights down the beach
when all the world had gone to bed
then sitting by a window
in each others arms
as we watch the rain fall so heavy outside
All those gentle reminders
of what we never shared
The christmas tree that stood alone
when our arms ached for a chance we never took
all the gifts
holding all that love
never letting go
of resistance
the laughter that these walls could hold
left to drift alone to the memories
for all the things we were given
we looked beyond
missing what could have been
for what was expected was all there was
hearts would not be set free
The long quiet walks
down silent country roads
where the flowers of springtime
were just begining to show
the moon lit nights down the beach
when all the world had gone to bed
then sitting by a window
in each others arms
as we watch the rain fall so heavy outside
All those gentle reminders
of what we never shared
The christmas tree that stood alone
when our arms ached for a chance we never took
all the gifts
holding all that love
never letting go
of resistance
the laughter that these walls could hold
left to drift alone to the memories
for all the things we were given
we looked beyond
missing what could have been
for what was expected was all there was
hearts would not be set free
