I keep on fighting...

I keep on fighting with my own mind
To make myself believe that I was blind,
That you were not the one for me,
That I am over you and free

But then I realize that it's in vain -
There is no pill to cure my brain,
It's been infected deep inside
And it's no use to run and hide

They say that time helps to forget,
But I don't give a damn if that is true,
The only thing I dreamt to get,
Was you beside me, only you


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