miércoles, 25 de febrero de 2009

Maybe when the room is empty,
maybe when the bottle's full.
Maybe when the door gets broke down
love can break in.
Maybe when I'm done with thinking,
maybe you can think me whole.
Maybe when I'm done with endings
this can begin
Maybe when your hair gets darker,
maybe when your eyes get wide,
maybe when the walls are smaller
there will be more space
Maybe when I'm not so tired,
maybe you could step inside,
maybe when I look for things that I can't replace

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