sabato 11 aprile 2009

That's me, tonight...

... tonight, not as fragile as I may seem.
Not at all.
Goodnight.

I stop to weep,
and go to sleep
even though I know
I'm not part of that dream.
I dont' t want to be part of anything
I'll be the dream.

Sure,
sooner or later
I'll be the ...

Goodnight