deep in thought you sit there at your window
it shows nothing but blackness
but its not your eyes that see its your mind
and your mind explodes in all the colors when
your mind hears every silent whisper from
out of the blackness that I send to you
deep and lost in your sleep you lie on your bed
there is nothing but blackness
but its not your mind that sees its your heart
and your heart explodes in all the colors when
your heart hears every secret sigh from
out of the blackness cause I think about you
A23 // Aug.6, 2009
17.30 - 17.35
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