Would we be foreign languages I would then say... I got lost in translation... For you say... You hear my voice but no longer my heart... Yet... I know we are one language One beat, one pulse Bringing to life Thousand of melodies Then, how could we ever get lost? Lose touch? Closeness I must still fear...but why? You say... You no longer feel my music... Our rhythms seeming worlds apart. Why, oh why...do I fear being your favorite song? ![]() ![]() ![]() © Sylvie Giroux 2006 |
Beautiful Sylvie! Thanks googols for sharing!