Archive for Leden 22nd, 2011

22
Led

With whom you played

   Posted by: KristianaBrown   in Lonely words

With whom you played

You said you’re my only one
So, what do you want
I’ll not watch at you and her
You thought it would be my disaster

Don’t know with whom you played
You will want to be saved
Your apology came too late
Screaming, baby, please wait

You said that we’re for ever
And you thought just never
I’ll not listen to your sighs
Shut up and turn out the lights

You said you are my first
But, you are liar at least
I’ll not reply to your messages
You’ll have to dream with my images

Don’t know with whom you played
You will want to be saved
Your apology came too late
Screaming, baby, please wait

You said you’re the only one
I believed you, I was fine
Why do you want to talk about
Enjoy how she crawls around

You said you’re my sunshine
So, why I’m not that one
I’ll not wait for you embrace
You thought that I’ll have grace

Don’t know with whom you played
You will want to be saved
Your apology came too late
Screaming, baby, please wait

22
Led

Morning Awakening

   Posted by: KristianaBrown   in Lonely words

Morning Awakening

Queen of the parties, shots and many drinks
And world seems to beautify when you look into his eyes
Sweet words, touch and heat
Hear your heart beat

Nothing is what it seems, dancing night is like a dreams
Look around, remember what you said, you’re out
Sweet words, touch and heat
Can you hear your heart beat

These mornings, they are just a nuisance
Memories do not make sense
Your lipstick on his back
And head is in the black

Roar of tones, another drink and you’ve got his phone
Spotlights stare at you, he already knows what to do
Sweet words, touch and heat
He hears your heart beat

Queen of dance floor, what are you waiting for
As always, he’ll not resist and take your hand
Sweet words, touch and heat
You hear his heart beat

These mornings, they are just a nuisance
Memories do not make sense
Your lipstick on his back
And head is in the black

These mornings, they are just ballast
And you swear, it was last
In vain looking for his name
Every time it’s the same

Queen of the parties, shots and many drinks
Smile at him, but his face is like a dream
Sweet words, touch and heat
Between this lines you can not read

These mornings, they are just a nuisance
Memories do not make sense
In vain looking for his name
Every time it’s the same