Tuesday, April 14, 2009

The wall.

So I guess I understand what a writers wall looks like now.
Except it looks like its trying to land its way between me and you.
You don't want to be open; And you're quite scared of me.
I wish on every star I've known and seen that you wouldn't be.
But this wall is losing its bricks, because I won't let it stay.
I want to be the one who breaks down all your walls, the way you've broken mine.



Let me in, babe. We can do it. It's me and you.
I love you.



I'll do whatever it takes
To turn this around
I know what's at stake
I know that I've let you down
And if you give me a chance
Believe that I can change
I'll keep us together whatever it takes

She said "If we're gonna make this work
You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see"
She said "Like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me"

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