Sunday, October 21, 2012 • 1:49 PM • 0 comments A talented colleague sang this the other day and it resonated with me and how I'm feeling. I've been down a lonely street tonight And I don't know what's wrong with me I don't know what's wrong with me But clouds cover up a Dublin sky I don't know what's left of me I don't know what's right with me And I tried to keep my distance And I've sung Amazing Grace I've tarnished all our memories But there'll always be a trace of you Of you I remember laughing on that river's edge Trying to get you to jump with me Trying to get you to fall for me And your trembling heart it beats so fast Holding hands you promised me Holding hands we counted to three And I felt your slipping fingers And I saw you change your mind If I hadn't dragged you in with me You would have left me dive without you Without you Yeah they send you all the way from Hollywood And maybe that Dublin sky was changing you It put diamonds in your eyes I always thought we were gonna make it through But I wanted to hear it first from you How many days am I gonna regret you? How many nights till I forget you? Have I been wasting all those years Held down by these tears How many dreams have I left deserted? How many hopes have been diverted? Have I been buried in the dirt Held down by this hurt And how many lows did I let you highjack How many ways can I study the playback How did I end up lying here Crying underneath a Dublin sky? How many days am I gonna regret you? How many nights till I forget you? Have I been wasting all these years? Drowning in my tears How many nights am I gonna regret you? How many days till I forget you? Have I been wasting all these years Drowning in my tears? It's gonna be tonight. It would appear that nothing is in my favor. I no longer have any strength nor wisdom to change anything. I'm fighting with my last bit of breath. I remember a year ago, after we first met and got together, it rained quite often as well. I would think about cuddling under the blankets with you. I recall the many times, I woke up next to you and hear the pattering rain just outside the house. We only pulled closer to feel warmer together. I've always thought of you fondly whenever it rained. Fast forward, a year on now, we're not even talking, no longer any warmth. Did it hurt the most now because of our age, because of love, because of? Did I try the hardest for you because of? I don't know. I wished I knew the reasons to anything and the solutions to everything. But then i wouldn't be living life, would i? And so, dear God, I'm still hoping. Please send me your blessings. Labels: 2012, boyfriend, darren hayes, dublin sky, emo, God, love, rain |
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