Η ποίηση είναι η νοσταλγία μας για κάτι ακαθόριστο που ζήσαμε κάποτε μες στ' όνειρο Τ Λειβαδίτης

Η ποίηση είναι η νοσταλγία μας για κάτι ακαθόριστο που ζήσαμε κάποτε μες στ' όνειρο Τ  Λειβαδίτης
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Κυριακή 18 Ιανουαρίου 2015

JUST HOLD ME...



Comfortable as I am,

I need your reassurance

Comfortable as you are,

You count the days

But if I wanted silence I would whisper

If I wanted loneliness I'd choose to go

If I liked rejection I'd audition

And if I didn't love you, you would know



And why can't you just hold me?

And how come it's so hard?

And do you like to see me broken?

And why do I still care?



Still care



You say you see the light now

at the end of this narrow hall

I wish it didn't matter

I wish I didn't give you all



But if I wanted silence I would whisper

If I wanted loneliness I'd choose to go

If I liked rejection I'd audition

And if I didn't love you, you would know



So why can't you just hold me

How come it's so hard?

Do you like to see me broken?

Why do I still care?



Poor little misunderstood baby

No one likes a sad face

But I can't remember life without him

I think I did have good days

I'm sure I did have good days



And why...and why can't you just hold me?

And how come it's so hard?

And do you like to see me broken?  And why do I still care?

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