You called me after midnight,
must have been three years since we last spoke.
I slowly tried to bring back,
the image of your face from the memories so old.
I tried so hard to follow,
but didn't catch the half of what had gone wrong,
said "I don't know what I can save you from."
I asked you to come over,
and within half an hour,you were at my door.
I had never really known you,
but I realized that the one you were before,
had changed into somebody for whomI wouldn't mind to put the kettle on.
Still I don't know what I can save you from.
Sabtu, 26 Juli 2008
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