sexta-feira, março 30, 2007













When days are dark, friends are few,
no-one wants to see a glum face
T´has come a time to start anew
To rid this bitter taste
Too busy to listen, too distant
all I have is this dark cloud
the pain has once again bitten
I´m lost among the crowd
No direction to anywhere
I´m utterly lost, nowhere to go
All I can do is stop and stare
At no direction, at nowhere