Hello ALL, in all my life I never shared the products of my poetic vein, because they suck, but after an evening listening to singers songwriters I took the courage and made a song (the second one in my life) strangely enough it came out about love, and I'd like to share it with someone, I hope you don't mind. You don't need to comment, I just wanted to share. Sorry if it hurts your aesthetic ear, or whatever/
it's entitled: Here We Go (I think)
do you know the morning after the first night you made love with someone you care about, and everything is beautiful, and you don't even want to move to avoid spoiling anything? trying to recapture that.
Here we go
it's the dark time of the morning
when heartbreaks come without warning
and the darkness fills the loneliness in me
Here you are,
for some coincidence so stunning
with your fearless feelings running
like a weary angel
watching over me
Here we are
in the brightest of the mornings
when love comes without warning
and just like the sun it looks like it's going to stay
Here it comes
that fatal situation
when our dreams take domination
when we pierce both our hearts with our own hands
(different notes)
what if this light through the trees
is just in our eyes?
And darkness will be back as we rise?
(back to main)
We didn't care
in the brightest of the mornings
when love gave us a warning
to leave or take and carry it through the day
and here we go
it's entitled: Here We Go (I think)
do you know the morning after the first night you made love with someone you care about, and everything is beautiful, and you don't even want to move to avoid spoiling anything? trying to recapture that.
Here we go
it's the dark time of the morning
when heartbreaks come without warning
and the darkness fills the loneliness in me
Here you are,
for some coincidence so stunning
with your fearless feelings running
like a weary angel
watching over me
Here we are
in the brightest of the mornings
when love comes without warning
and just like the sun it looks like it's going to stay
Here it comes
that fatal situation
when our dreams take domination
when we pierce both our hearts with our own hands
(different notes)
what if this light through the trees
is just in our eyes?
And darkness will be back as we rise?
(back to main)
We didn't care
in the brightest of the mornings
when love gave us a warning
to leave or take and carry it through the day
and here we go