Post by justanoberserver67 on Sept 4, 2011 21:29:47 GMT -5
When the music stopped, did you ever realize you were the only one dancing?
Familiar streets, once filled with life, now lay barren.
When no ones watching, do you care?
Left on the street, with a story to tell, but with no one to share.
When those who once stood beside you, decide to walk right by you, do you shed a tear?
A heart sullen with pain, a mind whose lost his brain.
When happiness seems out of reach, and love has died at your feet, is there anything left?
Are promises, ever guarantees?
When is it ok, to say its over?
Familiar streets, once filled with life, now lay barren.
When no ones watching, do you care?
Left on the street, with a story to tell, but with no one to share.
When those who once stood beside you, decide to walk right by you, do you shed a tear?
A heart sullen with pain, a mind whose lost his brain.
When happiness seems out of reach, and love has died at your feet, is there anything left?
Are promises, ever guarantees?
When is it ok, to say its over?