glitterchick skrev:
Men jeg kan fortsatt være glad i den personen de engang var, men det er jo en person som ikke eksisterer lenger. Så da vil jeg heller si at jeg er glad i minnet om en person.
Det er kanskje sånn jeg også har det. Eller, jeg vet ikke. Jeg kan ikke ta det inn over meg hvor ille det har gått, men når jeg treffer ham, gjør det vondt å se. Jeg synes synd på ham. Når andre sier at han er bare slem, tenker jeg at de vet ikke alt. Så jeg er kanskje fortsatt glad i ham, på en måte.
So you say I need to consider this
Yours were the face that I couldn't resist
Yours was the fuel to the flames in my heart
Mine were the words that would tear us apart
Well I say I found the letters you wrote
Mine was the smile and the life that you broke
Mine was the story that you told your friends
Yours were the demons you couldn't defend
Understand me, as of lately I've learned a thing or two
There is just no way that I'll be coming home to you
'Cause only a fool would do this again
Only a fool would let you back in
There is no you left to embrace
There is no word would make it feel safe
Love was a gift, stubborn and wild
I was armed with the faith of a child
And you were my joy, you were my friend
There is no going back there again
It's more than you can ask of me my love
I'm coming out of nowhere
It feels good here better than you know
Isn't it only fair that you try and let it go?
Yours was the ring that I started to wear
Yours were the vows that went up in the air
Yours was the choice to stay away from her
Mine was the dream that got lost in the stir
These were the times I would call you my own
These were the times I were waiting at home
I'll tell you something, I've been changing after what you put me through
There is just no way that I'll be coming home to you
'Cause only a fool would do this again
Only a fool would let you back in
There is no you left to embrace
There is no word would make it feel safe
Love was a gift, stubborn and wild
I was armed with the faith of a child
And you were my joy, you were my friend
There is no going back there again
'Cause only a fool would do this again
Only a fool would let you back in
There is no you left to embrace
There is no word would make it feel safe
Love was a gift, stubborn and wild
I was armed with the faith of a child
And you were my joy, you were my friend
There is no going back there again
It's more than you can ask of me my love
I'm coming out of nowhere
It feels good here better than you know
Isn't it only fair that you try and let it go?