sábado, noviembre 26, 2011
Turning Page
I've waited a hundred years
But i'd wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for the privilege of being yours
If i had only felt the warmth within your touch
If i had only seen how you smile when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough
I would have known what i was living for
What i've been living for.
Your love is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase.
I surrender who i've been for who you are
Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If i had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what i've been living for all along
What i've been living for...
We're tethered to the story we must tell
When i saw you well i knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
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