Sitting here resting with music playing reminiscing, now of how we used to be, and I'm truly missing us. The answers you're looking for can sometimes be seen, within the lyrics and melody of silhouettes united within the Big screen of your heart and life itself; circling the crossroads of your mind.
The tears pour out of my eyes endlessly because my soul longs to be free. But... it all ended from the bitter words you spoke to me; that day!
I ran to the arms of another, because I longed to be held. To be woken up suddenly as my spirit yelled; "Stop!, don't do it, it's not for real. It's deception wrapped pretty in Cranberry Tiel."!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, I grabbed the paper as I screamed now what am I going to do? And found myself circling the various places that would take me far away from you, and our haunting memories.
The Night Clubs were pretty, filled with much laughter and cheer, but my soul was reminding me of how I didn't want to be here; at all.
So.... for months I kept running from my emotions that I was trying so hard not to reveal. I'll just exist and be haunted each day; by our colors back then; of CRANBERRY TIEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
