domingo, 12 de abril de 2009

Sometimes


Sometimes I turn around

Sometimes I look back

To find the missing pieces

Sometimes I forget



Sometimes I turn on the mind

Sometimes they yell in despair

Because they need the air

Sometimes I forget



Sometimes I’m a ghost

Sometimes I lie on her ear

I feel the mellowness of her heart

Lovely rhythm, Sweet beat

Is this the soul?



Sometimes I forget



Juan