Tuesday, September 08, 2009

And then I fell asleep on your lap.
The road wasn't long, but seemed infinite like the song
That played me away, with your fingers through my hair.
You were my minute in heaven, as I could never dream of.
All those good times, it wouldn't be better without you there.
I could loose my eyes on you for a day and take it back.
Knowing that all I could ask for was my heart to hold on.
And let me simply sleep on your lap...


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