today i sang. i sang the sun up. it was beautiful. and some guy was looking at me. do you ever wonder what will happen when they stop looking? oh, cecelia, you're breaking my heart. my heart is unbroken, breakable. imagine being unbreakable, being stone that can only crumble with age. turn into sand. you are the mirror in which i reflect. the world is like an ocean, you are the sky. all i see is all that is inside me. all that is inside me is all i see. but sometimes someone tears a perfect little hole in my perfect little world. and things get better. for a while. NBTSWikiWiki | Recent Changes Edited 61 times, last edited on February 3, 2002 by wind@nbtsc.org. © 2000 NBTSC Webmasters |
