30 aprile 2008

Bed.
I can't always stay in bed. Alone. It's sad.
The bed is made for two.
I can just hide my heart under a pillow.
No more tears, no more pain, just some pills, red wine. The same red wine, the same glasses. The same place.
Just dreams ?

Ehi honey, where are you ?
"Rain"

Hot.
I wanna see you. There's something between us ?
Just dreams ?
Sun. Too much sun today for my eyes.
I'm broken.
I wanna my songs back. My feelings, my words, the beat
of my heart.
Recording studio.
Maybe Paris.
It's a money problem.
I wanna my eyes back. My heart back.
No more loneliness.
No more moonlight without you.
Tonight.
Tomorrow.
It's always tomorrow.

But now, I think of you.
Hope.

Ehi Jimmy, turn up the music !

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