bạn see, I thought I could let bạn go ...
Maybe it's because it wasnt that long cách đây since I made the show.
bạn still continue to haunt me in my dreams,
I see bạn down the halls, in every crack, corner and seam.
As if that's not enough, bạn still hiển thị yourself to me in my sleep,
but a part of me still longs for you, deep.
bạn may think I still tình yêu bạn but my affection for bạn has long past on, withered and been torn up into a thousand pieces.
I still see bạn in the hall, I pass bạn by, trying not to look,
your so close that I want to hit bạn around the head with a book.
I've known bạn for so long, and yet a word never passes between us, bạn never once glance hoặc smile
I would give anything for that ...
I smile at bạn occasionally and nod in your direction,
sometimes bạn gladly return them, sometimes bạn don't,
but it's happening less and less now I've stopped walking down that hall while bạn there,
I'm too affraid of meeting your eye after so long hoặc even see what colour bạn have in bạn hair.
You're never involved in my head, bạn never take over,
Well, only if im busy hoặc dont have anything other to worry about hoặc concider, I have to think bạn as a rover.
The depression, and longing voice in my tim, trái tim pulls me toward the shadows, you're always waiting for me in my dreams,
You're always there in the middle of the crowd, bạn dont say anything, just smile walking towards me.
Yet, I can nver find you, it's bạn who always finds me, I just sit for a while.
I've never been able to understand why.
The crowd always pushes me, pushing me away,
I cant feel anything, the only thing I know is that I'm Mất tích in the crowd.
I feel like I'm falling further and further way,
I dont want to, but my mind is telling me different,
I always want to cry and the longing is so urgent.
Then bạn take my hand and pull me way from everyone else, bạn dont say anything ...
Then I break down, I dont know what to say, I cry
bạn just hold me and let me cry into you, I never ever want to say bye.
bạn pressed your cheek against my head and I listen to your fast tim, trái tim beating through your shirt, muffling the soft crys.
Somehow, deep inside I knew bạn wanted me to stay
bởi the way bạn kept pulling me close, bạn never wanted me to let go,
but I knew what the only reason was, the only one on the tray.
I may have been wrong,
bạn were uneasy about letting me go back, back to reality, bạn didn't want me to let go.
That was last nights dream,
I still look at you, through the corner of my eye hoping bạn would smile at me hoặc walk towards me, embrace me as bạn did in the dream.
I wish it was all real I didn't want to say goodbye to you, my eyes were like streams.
So for now, I can dream about this, I wish bạn were mine again.
bạn can take over my mind as much as bạn want even though sometimes you'r a total pain.
But still, I know bạn have the same dream as me each night ...
I can tell it in your sun-kissed ocean blue eyes ...
Maybe it's because it wasnt that long cách đây since I made the show.
bạn still continue to haunt me in my dreams,
I see bạn down the halls, in every crack, corner and seam.
As if that's not enough, bạn still hiển thị yourself to me in my sleep,
but a part of me still longs for you, deep.
bạn may think I still tình yêu bạn but my affection for bạn has long past on, withered and been torn up into a thousand pieces.
I still see bạn in the hall, I pass bạn by, trying not to look,
your so close that I want to hit bạn around the head with a book.
I've known bạn for so long, and yet a word never passes between us, bạn never once glance hoặc smile
I would give anything for that ...
I smile at bạn occasionally and nod in your direction,
sometimes bạn gladly return them, sometimes bạn don't,
but it's happening less and less now I've stopped walking down that hall while bạn there,
I'm too affraid of meeting your eye after so long hoặc even see what colour bạn have in bạn hair.
You're never involved in my head, bạn never take over,
Well, only if im busy hoặc dont have anything other to worry about hoặc concider, I have to think bạn as a rover.
The depression, and longing voice in my tim, trái tim pulls me toward the shadows, you're always waiting for me in my dreams,
You're always there in the middle of the crowd, bạn dont say anything, just smile walking towards me.
Yet, I can nver find you, it's bạn who always finds me, I just sit for a while.
I've never been able to understand why.
The crowd always pushes me, pushing me away,
I cant feel anything, the only thing I know is that I'm Mất tích in the crowd.
I feel like I'm falling further and further way,
I dont want to, but my mind is telling me different,
I always want to cry and the longing is so urgent.
Then bạn take my hand and pull me way from everyone else, bạn dont say anything ...
Then I break down, I dont know what to say, I cry
bạn just hold me and let me cry into you, I never ever want to say bye.
bạn pressed your cheek against my head and I listen to your fast tim, trái tim beating through your shirt, muffling the soft crys.
Somehow, deep inside I knew bạn wanted me to stay
bởi the way bạn kept pulling me close, bạn never wanted me to let go,
but I knew what the only reason was, the only one on the tray.
I may have been wrong,
bạn were uneasy about letting me go back, back to reality, bạn didn't want me to let go.
That was last nights dream,
I still look at you, through the corner of my eye hoping bạn would smile at me hoặc walk towards me, embrace me as bạn did in the dream.
I wish it was all real I didn't want to say goodbye to you, my eyes were like streams.
So for now, I can dream about this, I wish bạn were mine again.
bạn can take over my mind as much as bạn want even though sometimes you'r a total pain.
But still, I know bạn have the same dream as me each night ...
I can tell it in your sun-kissed ocean blue eyes ...
