Johann Wolfgang Goethe

"Cuán insensato es el hombre que deja transcurrir el tiempo estérilmente."

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Breathe



I miss those blue eyes
How you kissed me at night
I miss the way we see
Like there's no sunrise
The taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe

But i never told you
What i should have said
No i never told you
I just held it in

And now i miss everything
About you
I cant believe i still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

I see your blue eyes
Every time i close mine
You make it hard to see
Where i belong to when im not
Around you
Its like im gone with me