Saturday, 4 February 2012

Wrote The Heart Of Mine

Midnight is far gone
For now
What should be is done
By now

Melody of flute is playing through
The silent night of hope so true

I wrote line by line
In such a late time
In every word that night
I wrote the heart of mine


The ink on my hands is dry
Like blood so blue
And tears of joy I can't hide
That's such a sad true


I wrote line by line
In such a late time
In every word that night


I wrote the heart of mine

Eyes with a colour of sky
Don't try to find a lie
It's just all my story

Long years of hope
Turned to the night of raped heart?

What is the meaning of love,
Where is a truth and a lie,
I wrote my heart in a letter that night




I wrote line by line
In such a late time
In every word that night


I wrote the heart of mine

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