I need words, beautiful words to fill these empty pages...
Slow down, this is such a blur
Tell me what's the hurry now
Have we been running round in circles
Missing all that we could be
You say
It's not
Too late
We are words
On pages that we've left unturned
An ending no one's ever heard
We are a story slowly unfolding
Beautiful words
I could walk across the ocean
With you walking next to me
And you could melt away this winter
Now we're starting over
We will see (will see)
It's not (it's not)
Too late
We are words
On pages that we've left unturned
An ending no one's ever heard
We are a story slowly unfolding
Beautiful words
That last
When everything else has passed
Even when all the stars are gone
I know every single beautiful word that we were will live on
I know (I know)
It's not (it's not)
Too late
We are words
On pages that we've left unturned
An ending no one's ever heard
We are a story slowly unfolding
Beautiful words
Beautiful Words by The Afters.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
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