Nothing's lost 'till you lose it.
I might cash my dreams before the time's up for you to realise how much we've hurt each other..
Still time runs out,
you don't know what might be,
thoughts are so fragile and even feelings seem to fade,
yet my heart keeps on beating slowly,
desiring you not to leave away.
Angels spread their wings, wishing they'd taken the pain away from me.
Still I've lost too much
and time played its part somehow.
Still I'm here waiting for a sign
What'd come about us? Still don't know.
Just have faith on something that might've gone
and yet I'm still in this mental prison.
Still I see you through a spy glass.
Music might still go on, so powerfuly, yet I can't see you here next to me.
Oblivion's a bless and a damnation when you are aware of it...
still here here... waiting...

RQ
4/12/09
12.29pm
Moscow