Страсть - душа слова.
With one light on in one room -
I know you're up when I get home.
With one small step upon the stair -
I know your look when I get there.
If you were a king up there on your throne -
Would you be wise enough to let me go?
For - this queen you think you own...
Wants to be a hunter again,
I want to see the world alone again,
To take a chance on life again.
So let me go...

The unread book and painful look.
The TV's on, the sound is down.
One long pause -
Then you begin:
Oh look what the cat's brought in!
If you were a king up there on your throne -
Would you be wise enough to let me go?
For - this queen you think you own...
Wants to be a hunter again
I want to see the world alone again,
To take a chance on life again...
So let me go,
Let me leave!

For the crown you've placed upon my head feels too heavy now -
And I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow.
And all the time I'm thinking, thinking...

I want to be a hunter again,
I want to see the world alone again,
To take a chance on life again.
So let me go...
Let me leave...
Let me go.


@настроение: пережили первую Ромкину истерику.

@темы: Цитатки-плагиатики, Усталость и болезни, Мулькины успехи

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20.03.2013 в 00:04

Уйти никогда не поздно :)
20.03.2013 в 23:28

Страсть - душа слова.
Как и вернуться :)
21.03.2013 в 10:02

Согласен Оля :)

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