Sunday, June 07, 2009,
i don't hate. you have to listen to your heart, not the people around you, not your fatigue.
i know we'll be there. you know it too.
Going Back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move.
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand,
Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"
Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken hearted man.
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be.
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet.
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street.
1:21 AM
