Publicerad 2013-06-30 19:57 av joanna svensson andersson
Texten är utskriven från Poeter.se
Författaren joanna svensson andersson med Poeter.se id #41102 innehar upphovsrätten
With that swagger of mine that life can´t take
I got a new job to try to pay the bill of being awake,
meet you every weekend at the station to keep our love alive.
It´s summer they say but the warm feelings died yesterday,
growing up and welcome to life everone is telling me with a laugh,
like I never knew what going hungry for more and the of acke my bones ment.
Every day I wake up questioning that weird step of mine,
reminding myself that all I can do is to smile and remembering that burning
desire deep in my mind,
struggle wouldn´t that hard if I only give my heart in it,
so I walk that walk and dammit I will talk that talk to the grave I walk,
with that swagger of mine that life can´t take,
just smiling singing my blues and that finger too!
Texten är utskriven från Poeter.se
Författaren joanna svensson andersson med Poeter.se id #41102 innehar upphovsrätten