You and you and you and you And you again Theres really nothing more To be said I sit on the edge of this morning and wait for you Can you picture it I sit on the edge of this morning and I wait Picture it I sit on the edge Of one bed or another Makes no difference to me Edges of beds seem to play A very big role in my life You and your big blue eyes Have gone to sleep With out saying good night No lullabies, No evening gowns No midnight drinks This is not the end But its certainly not a beginning And sometimes I wish that you talk More often then you do You can even try whispering something familiar into my ear Maybe a tune (its more like a siren) Or maybe just: This is not the end I want you to tell me: Lets eat the moon With two coffee spoon But you never do I want you ask me to love you as long as I love And I Always do Instead you just say: oh Why wont you let me go Im so tired Im so tired This is not the This is not the end But its certainly not a beginning And sometimes I wish that you talk More often then you do You can even try whispering something familiar into my ear Maybe a tune (its more like a siren) Or maybe just: This is not the end I wonder Do you wait for the same When you look at me look at you Do you wait for the same Are you longing to see your reflection In someone elees eyes And did your heart stop beating For Me ינואר 2004
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