| Thursday, December 25, 2008 |
It all start and end
Who knows when?
Sitting and waiting for this friend
He did not appear then
And I picked up his call
Was he there or?
A voice pierced through my head
Never knew you were dead
My hands were stained in red
It was because of fate
And I picked up his call
Was he there or?
Was I there then?
I knew I could not hold your hand
Things happened and I could not control
That is where friends turn foe
And I picked up his call
Was he there or?
Things end up too fast
And our relationship turned to dust
Who to put the blame
It is all the same
Blame is created by hate
But you must know the culprit is fate
So my dear friend, please forgive
That is my only wish on Christmas eve
What will happen in the future?
For what turns out I will accept by nature
But let me remind you friend
If I was there I would truly hold your hand
I need someone's heart ♥