you, in my dream again.
...why?
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
crying -111010
I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
but I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
you wished me well
You couldn’t tell that
I’ve been crying over you,
Crying over you and you said "so long"
Left me standing all alone,
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It’s hard to understand
but the touch of your hand can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it’s true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
For you don’t love me
and I’ll always be
Crying over you, crying over you
yes now you’re gone
and from this moment on, I’ll be crying,
Yeah, crying, crying over you
It began there, at the train station in the eastern Taegu.
It took so long to get there, to leave you there, my memories of you in trash.
That's how I wanted to remember it all.
How foolishly I crumble, at the very sight of you.
Now I must journey back to the old train station.
I know not whether I want to make sure I left you there...or to retrieve you.
But this journey won't be for a while,
For I am too weary and vain...and maybe just a little bit apprehensive.
I could smile for a while
but I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
you wished me well
You couldn’t tell that
I’ve been crying over you,
Crying over you and you said "so long"
Left me standing all alone,
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It’s hard to understand
but the touch of your hand can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it’s true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
For you don’t love me
and I’ll always be
Crying over you, crying over you
yes now you’re gone
and from this moment on, I’ll be crying,
Yeah, crying, crying over you
It began there, at the train station in the eastern Taegu.
It took so long to get there, to leave you there, my memories of you in trash.
That's how I wanted to remember it all.
How foolishly I crumble, at the very sight of you.
Now I must journey back to the old train station.
I know not whether I want to make sure I left you there...or to retrieve you.
But this journey won't be for a while,
For I am too weary and vain...and maybe just a little bit apprehensive.
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