How many seasons have we spend and tried
To make this work to forgive the lies
Too many differences and too many tales
Misunderstandings and unforgiving detail
You left me one time with my hat in my hand
Broken and stranded, no way to defend
Maybe it's over, it's all far enough
Let me do the walking, let me be tough
I'll leave before the lightning strike
Let you be, I will just say goodnight
Tomorrow is a brand-new day
May you go with God, I will pray
Yes, I'll leave before the lightning strike
Once before you left a note in black in white
On the mantle under pale moonlight
Like a coward you chose to write
Took a taxi to the airport that night
I prayed to die I wish I would
I grew stronger and tall I stood
To do the only thing I know I should
Say goodbye and leave for good
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Dandelions In The Wind
PoetryThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...
