5.02.2006

a heart made of dust

That was interesting. I daresay, unexpected. Even enjoyable.




a heart made of dust


Can you see me standing here
Beneath all these unshed tears
With my hopes and with my fears yeah
And a heart made of dust

Would you care if I go
If you did, would I ever know
Or has this all just been for show
Well we do what we do if we must

And I’ll keep on loving you
It’s just what I do
It’s just what I do

Driving his truck in the night
I smoke a pack, it just feels right
Stop signs just out of sight
Everyone else is asleep

I hear your voice on the stair
My bed is full of your hair
Put on your old shirt to wear
When I am asleep

And I’ll keep on loving you
It’s just what I do
It’s just what I do

Oh baby, you know
All I wanted you’ll never need
All my pictures you’ll never see
All this agony inside of me
And a heart made of dust
And a heart made of dust
And a heart made of dust

(c) 2006 liza swart

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