There´s a song that inside of my soul.
It´s the one that I´ve tried to
write over and over again.
I´m awake in the infinite cold,
but you sing to me over and over and over gain.

So I lay my head back down,
and I lift my hands and pray
to be only yours I pray to be only yours.
I know now you´re my only hope.

Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing
and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far,
sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.

So I lay my head back down,
and I lift my hands and pray to be only yours I pray to be only yours.
I know now you´re my only hope.

I give you my destiny.
I´m giving you all of me.
I want your symphony.
Singing in all that I am.
At the top of my lungs,
I´m giving it back.

So I lay my head back down,
and I lift my hands and pray
to be only yours I pray to be only yours.
I know now you´re my only hope.

 

 

dear juliet gave this song to me years ago. it has always been in my lap, not played very often though. today i happened to bring it out, of the sea of MP3s or WMAs, and of those past years of stories. it sounds so wonderful.

 

these days, busy, busier, and busiest. but you know i am not the socalled longlasing type. anyway being busy is far better than nothing to do. at least i have been trying to be more than me. so many are watching. i cannot afford a failure.

 

you're my only hope. exactly. while it feels so hard to keep the door open for you. or, i cannot hardly ever open my door for you. sorry.

 

everyone has his own way of life. i have no right to judge anyone, anything. live my own damn life, and do my damn best.

 

hope left, i guess.