domingo, fevereiro 13, 2005

I feel blue
for all that I’m not to you
I’m yellow
for all that I couldn't tell you

my small world is falling apart
because you don't want to be part

I say hello
to the things you say bye
I breath
when you say hi
even to the planes passing by

my small world is falling apart
because you don't want to be part

I fell you always
going away
my only thought is
maybe you will be happy