Looking back you were just a passenger
taking the same path,
Soon we slowy turned the pages along with the hearts pace,
The seat next to mine was always yours
their was no hesitation to share that song
we called ours,
there was no discomfort in your touch
their was no saying more to my feelings
as I felt sure that we were passengers taking the train forever,
Now when I get to that terminal we once shared as ours ,
you pass through as if you were the passenger that went the other way.
While the person who sat beside me was a stranger
And that touch was nothing less than a dream
The pace of the heart that was driving crazy was only mine .
And you were a passenger taking the free ride.
~That time, that touch, that pace,that song was all mine you were never really there.
Battery=3% Why does it feel like I will shut down too.
