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Bored

Friday, July 3, 2009
Got nothing to post about currently...how about a song that i randomly wrote..

Twist of fate

Verse 1

I have waited for years now,
Don’t ask me why or how.
It is only for one thing, And that's
you. That’s you.

It has been four years now,
My heart sank so low.
And I thought I'll never, find
you. Find you.

Chorus

I'm experiencing a twist of fate,
I'm getting away from this world of hate.
How I wish you were willing to stay,
For a while, for my sake.

I'm experiencing a twist of fate,
I'm so sorry to be so late,
I promise I won’t hesitate,
To walk with you down the lane.

Verse 2
I confess that I was wrong,
though it’s been way too long.
The windows of heaven,
shall open just for us.


You set my heart aflame,
Even before I knew your name.
You will always find me,
in the depths of your heart.



I'm experiencing a twist of fate,
I'm getting away from this world of hate.
How I wish you were willing to stay,
For a while, for my sake.

I'm experiencing a twist of fate,
I'm so sorry to be so late,
I promise I won’t hesitate,
To walk with you down the lane.


I know, I know, I'm not perfect.
I know, I know, you are the world to me.
You knew, you knew, I'm not perfect.
You knew, you knew, you are the world to me


Poker cards,
broken heart.
Breakfast,
tasteless
Penknives,
all night.
Our love story,
Starts here.

still -ing God at,
8:25 PM