Vicious Painting

When I try to sleep
I make up you-stories in my mind
And when I try to remeber that day
It started to create traps inside

That picture now has a little woman in red inside
Maybe just to remember me what you like
Telling that I can't be with you
Telling it's her you'd rather stay

How? Why? Did I came to this?
How? Do I get out?
Why? I don't want to get out?

Next Week(s)

Tell me what Monday will be like
Tell me that you will do what you promised
Tell me that it isn't over
Tell me that you like me
Even if just for compassion

Drive me home one more time
Say more than the former whatever goodbye
Lose your breathe
And most important of all
Change yourself, because...

All I need is you to change
I wonder if you could do it just once
And then we can stay together
And I won't ask you anything else
I'll be more than satisfied

Hope someday you'll notice
My craving for you.

Y.A.

You are the stream that comes from the creek
The knowledge that pops out of the books
The tie that fits the shirt
The music that bring tears to my eyes
The day that we lived with a wide range of opposite interests and a whatever goodbye

You are the day that touches my hope
And that hope that touches me;
The break on (our) mouth
The hands that I need to feel
The dream that I want to be real

You are what you are
Not what I want you to be.

Lots Of Doing Wrongs

When I'm here
I wonder
Where you are now
With who you are
What you are doing
Why am I doing it wrong?

When I'm here
I'm not
I make his-tories
I create illusions
I predict a future
Why am I doing it wrong?

A lot of people
A lot of talking about you
They used to like you more
Now you're fading away
I keep swimming against the flow
I used to -not- like you before
Now you're more than a reveal

But only clowns play with those balloons...

Part III

When I first saw you
You were below than normal
Not even just fine

And all of suddenly
I can't tell when
You grew on me

You seem to be so unreacheable
And by some points of view you really are
But by others you are as reacheable than the ground

How I stop all of this to become a blur?
Because all I have is the memories
Memories of a day with a situation that might never come back

My heart begs for a better treatment
My soul begs for a mate
I beg silently, with my eyes
Please, be mine.

Drunk

I tried to break the line
And separate the sides
To make you feel comfortable
To make you feel like mine

Now it's too late
You've picked a side
Many years ago
A living-like vanilla side
Sure that doctor made you really fine

I don't know if I laugh or cry
I don't seem to understand
What my heart feels is just too hard
To discover, to lean over

I wondered these times
We were just fine in my mind
I can't reach you now
All that I can say is what we had was all

We drank the creek
We climbed the hill
So why do I feel
That it wasn't real?

Is it my fate being alone?
Or is just me that hide
On a pretty comfortable, rather previsible
Comfort zone... ?
Come along
Leave your past behind
Don't think, you can't be shy
If you please, drink myself
If you want, send me some help

Come, spend the night
Spend the day
Spend your life with me
Let me breathe you
Let me taste you
Let me drink you
Like we drank ourselves
Hold my hand
Feel my heartbeat
Hold my arms
Feel my lips
Feel me
Breathe me
Drink me
Hold me

I could write
Forever
Until we get
Together.

Forever Yesterday

Suddenly all the anxiety left
And after, for me the writing is all that came...

How I wish
Yesterday to be forever
How I wish
To enter in your car
Over and over again
Ride the elevator
And forget all possibles pains

Sometimes I'd like to speak Spanish
Sometimes I'd like to be like you
Sometimes I'd like to be a glass of wine
Instead of drinking one avec toi
Just to feel your lips touching me

I indeed enjoyed discovering the Paris-in-my-mind-like avenue
I indeed enjoyed the opera theme inside
The lights were so bright I could cry
You were so tick I could fall
Instead, myself was like that glass of wine...
Half full, half empty, pick a side

College talking, politcs blabbing, movies I was hiding
Pizza shopping, napkin putting, apartment we were cleaning
Room waiting, english talking, chair I was sitting
Front seat sitting, lights not lighting, stairs we were going up and down

Cheers for us
Cheers for all your relationships
They never were so misterious as I thought
They never were so like me as well
They were normal and sweet
So not like with me

For you to take me home
Didn't I need to execute any plans
You said you'd like to do this always
Well, so do I
And how do I like to be with you
And how do I know illusions hurt
But it's hard living without them

How I wish that I wouldn't forget a word of what had been said
How I wish you come forever
How I wish we could stay together

We seal that day with a hand shake
We seal deals like that as well
I seal this with the song I'm hearing...
Beautiful Calm Driving.

A Pretty Face And A Green Background

I feel the changes
Why am I so afraid to turn around?
The pace isn't the same
It's not funny when love doesn't sound.

Carrying the truth in my dreams
Feeling a kiss that isn't real at all
But it is more than it seems
Am I terrified with the fail or with the fall?

Am I allowing myself to lost me?