Green eyes

When things are clear they are truly mess up
it's too late to go back and repair the erro
it's too late to keep walking where we stopped
it's too late to apologize
it's too late to say that i don't care
it's too late to say i don't love you
but it's still too late to say that i do
Ironic life
heart and skin are mixed together
all my ghosts were hid untill today
Now standing here i see things clear
it's too late to run to you
So i keep runing against it all
willing to forget
this dejavu is here and there
i see it everywhere
is it too late for hapiness??
honey, i see the ghosts in your eyes
i'm convincing myself you're not them
but how ironic life can be?
walking in circles this hurrycane brought them here
how ironic life can be?
how ironic life can be?
how ironic life can be?
is it too late to be saved??
i see things clear now!

Escrito em: 08/12