LARCHES IN THE WIND
Written by Freddy
©2011
Found on Clockwise
I'm
walking to the bus stop
My
footprints on the snow
Books
under my arm, the air is cold
I'm
lighting up a cigarette
The
breeze burns on my skin
Staring
at the end of this old bridge
A
laughter's rising up
I
guess I am too shy
I
turn my head, pretend to watch behind
The
river flows beneath us
Night
turns into day
But
our blue eyes are still on separate ways
Hey,
Babe, it's just me
It's
early morning here
The
larches in the wind
And
all the thoughts I have about you right before I sleep
Well,
now they seem to be a dream that's coming true
And
I realize there's nothing in my mind, nothing but you
I'm
walking to the bus stop
My
shadow in the sun
Feelings
in my heart say you're the one
I'm
trying to play my way
I
don't accept the rules
Bobby's
songs fill in my afternoons
The
bridge is breaking up
The
river tells me lies
Inside
of me a light that I can't hide
Days
gone by, years to come
Now
all that remain's
A
bitter taste of things that never changed
But,
Babe, again it's me
Still
early morning here
The
larches in the wind
And
all the thoughts I have about you right before I sleep
Well,
now they seem to be a dream that's coming true
And
I realize there's nothing in my mind, nothing but you
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