im not sure

i punch someone in the face and in case i run for the cops
i run to somewhere and i don't realy care much
and in the end of the road that i made
there was nothing, nothing that made me go back
there was just something that let me stay

one hand was covered with blood from the punch
was thinkin about what i became, what i don't was
this place was unknown the punch that i thrown
made me think of love that slipped away
in one minute with words i never ment to say

im not sure how i face this day
im not sure if it was the right words to say
maybe i miss you my love
i still love you my love but i hate the way
i suppose to love you back
im not sure but maybe im just scared

remember this night
cuz your not the onely one that waits
remember this fight
that made this way of thoughts that i left in the shade
cuz i was affraid that i will make the stupid choice to stay

i stood up and i dropped my dairy
and i saw a picture of my love floating away
i run, catched the picture and i saw me
next to you we seemed so happy that day
i felt down in this unknown place

im not sure how i face this day
im not sure if it was the right words to say
maybe i miss you my love
i still love you but i hate the way
i suppose to love you back
im not sure but maybe im just scared
20 jun 2005 - bewerkt op 11 okt 2007 - meld ongepast verhaal
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