am looking back, i am seeing ya shadow /
chasing me and my image, it seems i am becoming hollow/
hollow to the extent, that i am unable to prove you that i am right/
beleive me ya girl...i am too suave, to prove myself by putting a fight/
and to all i got is that you seems to be a temple of APPOLLO,//
a temple of apollo yo, and to all the notions you believe is that i need to swallow/
your notion but as you know,/ maybe my ideology is different,i maybe a bit fervent,/
and for all the ethics i believe,it seems they became dominant/
but i cant help, because my lord is guiding way/
remember yo, i cant go astray,/
coz my lord came in my dreams, /and spit something which i cant say
but all i can pray, is dat you understand me and my way/
understantd me and my heart,as i all i dream of that golden day
starting with you some another way, to good and happiness /
and if i commit some mistake,/ i am bold enough to confess
bold enought to keep you out of stress, you can carefree ya,
and i am there holding every minute of a life to caress/
excess of everything you can neva imagine,/ but i am obsess with you
i am obsess and dats what the pain i am getting rite now, coz i am not with you/
see i was impress not because of ya looks, but some kinda notions that make both of us hooked
it maybe i percive, it may be i conceive that the goodness is equally in you
but i can only dream, only have faith in my creed, that you would be with me
you would me with me, bedazlling in silent spree.....
In the name of HIM
B.O.N.J.O.E....
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