frostyangel
Bluelighter
Tonite
Tonite was the nite...
I sat here on the same cold, lonely bar stool that I always do...and even though everything looks the same...I don't feel the same...
To many people here, trying to have a good time...
but hey really who are we kidding...
Not myself..I tell you this..it's the lonely nites
afterwards.. yeah you drink to have fun..
But when you go home alone...your,
well hey, your alone...
I thought about what was right..I thought about what was wrong...I've cried for the good and the
bad... and here; here I am still sad..
I wanted this great sense of power to understand.
We all got this same gut feeling..to afraid to
share.. But for some reason I look around.. see the same faces that I did last week. I raise my glass..waiting for the time to pass. Hopping to
catch that small buzz. and go home and beable to
get some sleep tonite..
I have friends... but hell do they love me?
I would like to know, because if I'm wasting
my time...pleaze let me know.
You told me once that I would shine..bringing
hope to your tears, proving happiness through
your years. And what is left for me... Well
if I knew I wouldn't be here.
Touch the suns' rays that ride above the nite.
Whisper the emotions of the clouds fear of
flight. Remember the lastest afternoon delight.
I sometimes wonder if everything is going to be
alright. But for tonite...I sleep alone..cold.
one side of the bed unfolded. Wishing there
was someone who at least was thinking of me
tonite.
Tomorrows another day... maybe that is when
everything will be alright....
Tonite was the nite...
I sat here on the same cold, lonely bar stool that I always do...and even though everything looks the same...I don't feel the same...
To many people here, trying to have a good time...
but hey really who are we kidding...
Not myself..I tell you this..it's the lonely nites
afterwards.. yeah you drink to have fun..
But when you go home alone...your,
well hey, your alone...
I thought about what was right..I thought about what was wrong...I've cried for the good and the
bad... and here; here I am still sad..
I wanted this great sense of power to understand.
We all got this same gut feeling..to afraid to
share.. But for some reason I look around.. see the same faces that I did last week. I raise my glass..waiting for the time to pass. Hopping to
catch that small buzz. and go home and beable to
get some sleep tonite..
I have friends... but hell do they love me?
I would like to know, because if I'm wasting
my time...pleaze let me know.
You told me once that I would shine..bringing
hope to your tears, proving happiness through
your years. And what is left for me... Well
if I knew I wouldn't be here.
Touch the suns' rays that ride above the nite.
Whisper the emotions of the clouds fear of
flight. Remember the lastest afternoon delight.
I sometimes wonder if everything is going to be
alright. But for tonite...I sleep alone..cold.
one side of the bed unfolded. Wishing there
was someone who at least was thinking of me
tonite.
Tomorrows another day... maybe that is when
everything will be alright....
