Monday, November 28, 2005
Another summer dayIs come and gone awayIn Paris and RomeBut I wanna go homeMmmmmmmmMaybe surrounded byA million people IStill feel all alonejust wanna go homeOh I miss you, you knowAnd I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to youEach one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enoughMy words were cold and flatAnd you deserve more than thatAnother aeroplaneAnother sunny placeI’m lucky I knowBut I wanna go homeMmmm, I’ve got to go homeLet me go homeI’m just too far from where you areI wanna come homeAnd I feel just like I’m living someone else’s lifeIt’s like I just stepped outsideWhen everything was going rightAnd I know just why you could notCome along with meBut this was not your dreamBut you always believe in meAnother winter day has comeAnd gone awayAnd even Paris and RomeAnd I wanna go homeLet me go homeAnd I’m surrounded byA million people IStill feel aloneOh, let me go homeOh, I miss you, you knowLet me go homeI’ve had my runBaby, I’m doneI gotta go homeLet me go homeIt will b all rightI’ll be home tonightI’m coming back home sometimes i wonder why do things have to be the way they are. why must it be like that. would it be better if it were different. if it were a different ending. if only. mummy dearest.. of all the people i miss.. i miss u the most.. and i'm not afraid of saying it.. its not that i don't miss anybody else.. but u're just different.. everytime i have a problem here, i'll turn to u.. cos i know u wldn't judge me at all.. and i know u'll definitely have some sort of solution for me.. everytime i talk to u on the phone i feel so much happier.. i know i can trust u and i know that no matter what others think or say of me, u'll stand up for me. i can't wait to go back and spend time with u.. u better save some space in ur tummy cos we'll be going to the place featured below lotsa times.. and u'll have to follow me everywhere to satisfy my cravings.. (:
to u: i hate the way things are now. i don't know whether to hate myself for it. and sometimes i do. and i just hate this whole thing so so much. sometimes i wonder why. why must this be so. why does it have to be like this. does it have to be like this?
stir (: - 5:05 PM.
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