Thursday, 10 July 2008

for all sex fraeks


It's so sad what we have become
Beautiful days we seem to leave so undone
And I don't know where we will go from here
All I know is that I can't seem to see the sun Through the sky from here

Everyone has a finger

But they can't point me to the light
It can't be that hard to find
After all we're so bright

I don't know if tomorrow has a day
I don't know if the rays will shine my way again

All I know is that I'm standing in a place
where
My future is like the skies of L.A.
Skies of L.A.
Skies of L.A.

I don't know if my body can take much more
We're in the line of the richest riches
But my mind seems so poor

Everyone has a finger
But they can't point me to the light
It should't be that hard to find
After all we're so bright

I see so many visions
But everyone seems out of sight
This is total neglection
Skies of L.A.

3 comments:

عصفور said...

صديقي حسوونة
انا قلت لروميو انو يؤلف قصيدة حتى غنيها بس هوة بيكتب بالعربي
هلأ صار عنا شاعر انجليزي كمان
يا سلام والله بنفتح شركة انتاج رهيبة
:)

تحياتي لك صديقي

hassona said...

اهلا بيك عصفور
انا كنت اتمني ان الكلام دا يبا كلامي بس دا اغنية ل celine dion
بس ممكن بعد كدة الواحد يحاول يالف شعر
:):)

عصفور said...

حسوونة
هناك واجب عليك حله
الرجاء التوجه لمدونتي

تحياتي لك امووري