Thursday, February 16, 2012

Looking for Something Left


Once there was a love
That was never spoken of.
Lasted for years—
Until the man broke my heart.

Chorus:
And now there’s a gaping hole
Spreading in my chest,
When I look in your eyes
I’m looking for something left.
A trace of the man I knew
A trickle of the warmth
Before coldness said hello.

What happened to you?
You used to be so kind.
I knew when something was the matter,
I understood what I could, but why?

Chorus

I’m looking for something left,
When I look in your eyes—
Please, stop saying goodbye.