sábado, junho 28, 2008

Someday

i once knew a girl
in the years of my youth
with eyes like the summer
all beauty and truth
in the morning i fled
left a note and it read
someday you will be loved

i cannot pretend that
i felt any regret
cause each broken heart
will eventually mend
as the blood runs red
down the needle and thread
someday you will be loved