Friday, August 14, 2009

Lonely man.

"I want more than a lonely nation..." Switchfoot

She's a wraith that runs with the wind
A song that's lost with the lips
All I can trace are footsteps in the sand,
And a scent of loveliness that soon wanes.

She's gone away.

3 comments:

carsozy said...

I know that feeling, sit tight help is on the way

Unknown said...

Ah, mon ami..

Safyre said...

Perhaps she's coming back..