Sunday, March 20, 2005

Someone

Why does the world deceive Why do I make believe
Took my heel and made Achilles out of me
Still I would wanna be Someone who'd answer to me

Someone who see like a child give like a saint
Feel like an angel never mind the broken wings and
Speak like a picture cry like the rain
Shine like the star as long as the fire remains.

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