I drink good coffee every morning
comes from a place thats far away
and when i'm done i feel like talking
without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
what is closer to the truth
but if I lived til I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
no longer moved to drink strong whiskey
I shook the hand of time and I knew
that if I lived til I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Face that dances and it haunts me
with laughter still ringin in my ears
I still find peices of your presence here
Even even after all these years
I don't want you thinkin that I don't get asked to dinner
cuz I'm here to say that I sometimes do
and even though I may seem like I'm down
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I live til I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
3 comments:
waww!
gr8 yaar. You can make it a song.
haha.. it is actually a song .. i found it fiting really well to me .. so posted the lyrics here..
ab sab aap jaise poet nahi ho sakte vikash babu.. but we can express nonetheless :P
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