Why does it hurt to love?
How can I teach myself to be senseless?
When I am supposed to be numb
From the unfailing torments it brings
Why do I think about you?
When I know that you don’t
But still I long that you do
And that’s the way I’ll think all night.
Why do I try to be logical about love?
And do exactly the opposite
Then ponder all day about my actions
Just to do it again.
Why is it so complicated?
Why is it so overwhelming?
I’m setting my angels free…
Hoping that they’re the ones to catch me.
Copyright © 2006 Marvin d.l. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
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