Dit is al een oude... hij heeft hier al eens gestaan maar toen kwamen er geen reacties op, nu hopelijk wel....
I’m walking around on my feet
thinking about a girl, so sweet
dreaming and hoping will she be there
telling her about love and that I care
showing what I mean with love
but knowing it’s not enough
so I’m walking with her face in my head
she’s my dope, my energy that I get
also thinking about dragons and steel
but that’s not what I feel
someday I hope she’d get to my mind
wishing she’d threat it right
love isn’t fun, it isn’t fair
the question is still, does she care
sitting here, waiting for years
will she come, again those tears
love is a feeling that was gave
made me act like a fool and live like a slave
she’s like an angel, up in the sky
still that question, I wonder why
she has set my heart on fire
hoping someday, she will be my desire
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ik vraag me altijd af... is het een ijscoverkoper???
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