Spectator

See the colors
Of my bleeding heart
See the colors
Of what you tore apart

Watch the tears
Rolling down my face
Watch the tears
Fill what can't be replaced

Read the poems
I write because of you
Read the poems
How I feel is true

Dream the dreams
Of what use to be
Dream the dreams
That remind you of me

Hear the beat
Of the songs I play
Hear the beat
Of the good ol' days

Watch and regret
I won't cut any slack
Watch and regret
You can't take it back

by mcace
posted on 08/02/2007