CoolJason
08-11-2005, 05:11 PM
i had a dream about it being snowy out and i was reminded of how much i hate winter...good stuff never happens to me during it....proly because im so miserable from the cold ohio weather...but i had my only two romances go sour in the winter so i wrote this
winter means new beginnings(because of endings)
the touch of icy hands on your winter sweater can bring out your new life far away from me
before i let myself believe
that i still have a chance in this one-sided romance
and the winters always cruel to me
cold lips always make me bleed
so bandage up my head
before i leave here dead
the clash of icy lips, the freezing cold last kiss that i decide to try n make believe
that this was not the last for me
you slipped away so fast, its hard to heel within this cast
and winters never good to me
the weathers cold and so are we
so block me from this cold
because this pain is getting old
the sight of whitened worlds and a bundled little girl can make me see that i was wrong again
its late and now i need a friend
or something more than that, we're nothing more than that
in fact we're less now that i brought it up
i poured and overflowed my cup
a spilling heart confessed
and now i have a mess
every year
frozen tears
nothing changes
but names and places
winter means new beginnings(because of endings)
the touch of icy hands on your winter sweater can bring out your new life far away from me
before i let myself believe
that i still have a chance in this one-sided romance
and the winters always cruel to me
cold lips always make me bleed
so bandage up my head
before i leave here dead
the clash of icy lips, the freezing cold last kiss that i decide to try n make believe
that this was not the last for me
you slipped away so fast, its hard to heel within this cast
and winters never good to me
the weathers cold and so are we
so block me from this cold
because this pain is getting old
the sight of whitened worlds and a bundled little girl can make me see that i was wrong again
its late and now i need a friend
or something more than that, we're nothing more than that
in fact we're less now that i brought it up
i poured and overflowed my cup
a spilling heart confessed
and now i have a mess
every year
frozen tears
nothing changes
but names and places