martes, 3 de abril de 2012

Prisoner

They say: "Maybe it's not possible, just let it go"
and after that I couldn't hear a single word
This dream I’ve been dreaming of
I will fight it with knives and swords.

There’s nothing that could stop me
Even though I fall apart on the floor
There’s no way this never happen to me
If it’s all I’m waiting for

I have my suitcase at the back of my door
It has been packed a long time ago
Happiness, truth and future
All wrapped up with a knot

Please don’t make me wait anymore
There’s nothing to hold on
I can see myself there
Why can’t you just take me where I belong?

It’s like the heaviest weight on my shoulder
It’s like an anchor stuck into my lungs
How can I live one more day
knowing this maybe will take much more?

It’s hard to see how easy is all in my head
And then go back and feel like hell
This prisoner is waiting to be released
please open the door and let her be free.

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