sábado, 3 de septiembre de 2011

Tears and Rain.



How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

Supongo que es tiempo de correr muy, muy lejos... 
encontrar alivio en el dolor.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.




(I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain).