Chained
I used to crave for your attentionto have a real 'n deep connection
Something to help us both hang on
...an unbreakable bond
I used to wait for hours
just for us to sit
and I'd dream about
your smile 'n eyes all lit
No matter how long I remained
outside your door it remained chained
time wasn't something you could spare
If it was just me sitting there...
I used to think for hours
think of times more free
before all this confussion
took away simplicity
Oh but... your door is always shut
no matter how long I sit...
I don't know if you notice
but i want things to be so much different to this
Yeah I used to sit for hours
Words by Helen Warren
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Written on 2008-07-31 at 16:43
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