Well, am I too desperate to be liked?
Maybe I should just listen to George Michael while I still have the chance...
Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize
Don't patronize me
I'll close my eyes and then I won't see
The love you do not feel, when you're holding me
Morning will come, and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then, to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight
'Cause I can't make you love me If you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark in these final hours
I will lay down my heart, and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
And I can't make you love me
If you don't
Ain't no use in you trying
It's no good for me baby without love
All my tears, all these years, everything I believed in
Baby
Oh yeah
Someone's gonna love me
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Love
If loving someone means you have to be able to stand the pain of losing that person forever...
Do you think it is possible to be alive in this world without even loving someone at all?
Or do you think it is possible to love someone without being afraid of losing?
Do you think it is possible to be alive in this world without even loving someone at all?
Or do you think it is possible to love someone without being afraid of losing?
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Fear and Pain (and Emptiness)
I’ve seen fear
I’ve seen pain in his face…
Fear of being known, yet pain of solitude…
I can see the truth through all the lies
I can see the world even through troubled eyes…
"He wants to cry
On someone’s shoulder
He wants to lie there on the floor
Next to someone’s feet
He wants to talk about it
With someone who understands
He wants to sit
Next to anyone
He wants to scream out loud
But still he finds no meaning
No answers at all
He used to find comfort in peace
Now he will choose hell over heaven
He feels the fright
He can see the death
He can see the emptiness
He can see himself tearing his own life apart
With anger
He wishes to surrender his soul
He can’t separate his fear from his pain
And now he is just empty..."
I’ve seen pain in his face…
Fear of being known, yet pain of solitude…
I can see the truth through all the lies
I can see the world even through troubled eyes…
"He wants to cry
On someone’s shoulder
He wants to lie there on the floor
Next to someone’s feet
He wants to talk about it
With someone who understands
He wants to sit
Next to anyone
He wants to scream out loud
But still he finds no meaning
No answers at all
He used to find comfort in peace
Now he will choose hell over heaven
He feels the fright
He can see the death
He can see the emptiness
He can see himself tearing his own life apart
With anger
He wishes to surrender his soul
He can’t separate his fear from his pain
And now he is just empty..."
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