This is a song I wrote yesterday,
I've found out that I really like to write songs,
something that probably is becoming more and more obvious.
I won't explain the story, people can interpret it
the way they want, but I hope you'll like it!
Drink your coffee,
don't you worry,
it's all fine
I have no doubt,
it will work out,
every step will
turn out right
I won't worry
at all
It will soon be fine somehow
I don't know how I can know,
but I'm sure
I won't worry
at all
Even if it won't come true,
if I should give up
and say we're doomed
It will be okay
If I forgot
that you was with me,
always fragile,
always shy
I'd hear my name,
so unforgotten,
you would remember
and ask my help
I won't worry
at all
Thought it's hard to let it go,
to believe that dreams come true
when they're gone
I won't worry
at all
It will be okay
I won't worry,
passing by every day,
knowing fears are far away
I won't worry,
cause I can't worry
at all
Poetry by Karoline
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Written on 2006-09-30 at 11:14
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I've found out that I really like to write songs,
something that probably is becoming more and more obvious.
I won't explain the story, people can interpret it
the way they want, but I hope you'll like it!
It's okay
It's okayDrink your coffee,
don't you worry,
it's all fine
I have no doubt,
it will work out,
every step will
turn out right
I won't worry
at all
It will soon be fine somehow
I don't know how I can know,
but I'm sure
I won't worry
at all
Even if it won't come true,
if I should give up
and say we're doomed
It will be okay
If I forgot
that you was with me,
always fragile,
always shy
I'd hear my name,
so unforgotten,
you would remember
and ask my help
I won't worry
at all
Thought it's hard to let it go,
to believe that dreams come true
when they're gone
I won't worry
at all
It will be okay
I won't worry,
passing by every day,
knowing fears are far away
I won't worry,
cause I can't worry
at all
Poetry by Karoline
Read 847 times
Written on 2006-09-30 at 11:14
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