"love, love, love..."
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell,
blue skies from pain,
can you tell a green field,
from a cold steel rail
a smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghost
shot ashes for trees,
hot air for a cool breeze
cold comfort for change
did you exchange a walk-on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
year after year,
running over the same old ground,
and how we found,
The same old fears,
Wish you were here...

i had doubted whether i really loved you, as more than a friend. but sometimes, when you're there for me, listening to my concerns and tempting me to do better, when you share your emotions and make me feel special, i really do love you; and during those times, you're all i need.

current mood: loved, longing, and touched all at the same time

current music: Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here