Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Lost Then Found
Empty glasses on tables, echoes fill these rooms
The memories go where we go,
There like the suitcase that you never lose
If the good lords eyes upon me
I swear to make things right
Whatever we lost, i know we can find
Why do we say things we can’t take back
Why do we miss what we never had
Both of us fell to the ground
The love was so lost, it couldn’t be found
Why do you tend to forget whose vain
I’m tired of crying out at the sound of your name
Why don’t we turn this around, love ain't the enemy
Don’t you want to be lost then found