• It never meant a thing

    Every time our eyes meet,
    I know there is more than the words we say.
    And every time you smile at me,
    I feel that we’re meant to be this way.

    But baby, I stopped believing in fate
    The day you turned away.
    It seems I’ve always been too late.
    To hold the ones I wanted to stay.

    The tears of rain pour on my head,
    Reminding me of everything we said.
    It never meant a thing to you.
    And I wonder if I ever do
    Get over you.


    We dwaalden en verdwaalden en noemden sterren naar onszelf.

    Pakkend en herkenbaar. Mooi verwoord. ^^


    Pretty is just a pretty word.