| I gave her my heart she tore it apart She tore me apart; I don�t know where to start A devil must have played with my heart I was introduced to a fine work of art I saw it in her eyes; she was a person full of lies A woman full of disguise, and still I went against my own advise She turns away and part of me dies She turns around, and I arise, looking at her like at a prize What I wouldn�t give, without you I�m incomplete, I can�t live I�m always crying, I�m barely surviving, I�m actually dying You, I loved so much, you never understood how I adored your every touch I miss you a great deal; will you ever know how much I feel? I�ll never forget the last time I saw you, when you got on the flight You were my invite, my ignite, my excite Since I last saw you one hundred fourteen days have passed That�s about how many times a second you travel through my heart, that vast Good comes to us in little pieces so we can appreciate it You were so good, that since you left everything is bad How can I look forward to anything positive? All I got is sad; December 9, 2001 Yevgeny Jimmy Kaplun |
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