Friday, January 16, 2004

A New Game

Maybe I should thank you for breaking my heart
I quit speaking before I can even start

These playing fields for fights of war
Bombing spoiled grounds to unite us more

Nations separate because they’re scared to agree
Giving subtle hints that I am the enemy

But we’re talking about more than just you and me
I told you what it would be like to stop and see

The blazing splendor of stars and skies
Naïve to think you’d stop dreaming about other guys

Asking for more than just a committing word
A vow of love, nothing for you could be more absurd

Wishing for something more to feel
Wanting more than anything to know what is real

For your devotion, I would try to play the part
Because your face is already written on my heart

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