martes, 10 de marzo de 2009

Cut off the tree?

Do I coming in the wrong lane?
Did you saw my memories?
I was born old and naive?
Why you shouldn't care about me?
Forgotten is the paper you gave to me?
OH! Excuse me! I'm too harsh with you emotions, have you ever do the same?

I am not mad, but insecure...
no one is more sad than us, to go insane
if I hit my head with an apple will you cut off the tree? Because of my tenderness I lost your love, perhaps I never got you
I can't remember the last tear,
you reminds me the pain I still feel inside.

I don't know how to amend my back,
it hurts like the last song you wrote,
should've I dare to apologize for things that I don't made or for others noise?
is stupid your behavior, like the last plant you gave to me,
thanks for brake my heart.