In life when you meet someone
Who touches ur life even in a tiny little way
Its natural I guess to get greedy
And hope that the person will stay..
Stay around long enough to make u feel better
About life, love and maybe even ur own self
Give the hope that maybe life is not meant to be lived alone
On your own all the time, by yourself..
Simple gestures are read to mean
Whatever you want them to be
A simple act of kindness
Made out to be bigger than it possibly can be
Its not deliberate mind you
For no one wants to get hurt for sure
Its just so natural to some of us
To grab onto straws – desparate to the core
It comes apart one day
Almost catching us by surprise
Why, how - did we read it all so wrong
Our pride we easily did compromise
The funniest part about all this is that
Somewhere in our heart
We’re still keeping the hope alive
There was ‘something’ there – wasn’t all fart!!
We might move on and build our lives
Family, relationships et al
But somewhere the flame of hope
Keeps burning – sunrise and nightfall..
Not a hope to see the relation fruiten
But more for retribution to strike hard
That we were really worth loving
And the guy who let us get away – was after all – just a tard!!
;-)
Who touches ur life even in a tiny little way
Its natural I guess to get greedy
And hope that the person will stay..
Stay around long enough to make u feel better
About life, love and maybe even ur own self
Give the hope that maybe life is not meant to be lived alone
On your own all the time, by yourself..
Simple gestures are read to mean
Whatever you want them to be
A simple act of kindness
Made out to be bigger than it possibly can be
Its not deliberate mind you
For no one wants to get hurt for sure
Its just so natural to some of us
To grab onto straws – desparate to the core
It comes apart one day
Almost catching us by surprise
Why, how - did we read it all so wrong
Our pride we easily did compromise
The funniest part about all this is that
Somewhere in our heart
We’re still keeping the hope alive
There was ‘something’ there – wasn’t all fart!!
We might move on and build our lives
Family, relationships et al
But somewhere the flame of hope
Keeps burning – sunrise and nightfall..
Not a hope to see the relation fruiten
But more for retribution to strike hard
That we were really worth loving
And the guy who let us get away – was after all – just a tard!!
;-)
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