
borrowed a phrase..
from a song i love..
Robert Plant talking to people..
and everything's glowing..
like gold is scattered,
all around the place..
borrowed a memory..
of you and i together,
singing and making love..
thinking of the future..
living for each other
and dreaming..
spent another moment..
thinking of my dreams..
where am i ..
and how the hell did i get here??
is there an exit,
close to this deadend..??
borrowed a life..
i am going on with the plot..
i am playing my part..
i live..and act like common people..
i sing like common people..
i am stressed like them..
remember..
i never before knew,
what it meant to be nervous..
remember..i used to be happy..
do you remember,
how he used to be??
remember..
it's still me that you looking at..
i have to remind myself..
remember..
how i used to laugh and live..and love..
remember..it's still me..
just reminded me..
that i've posted a note
a while ago..
remember..the words
i wrote on it??
"i miss me.."
do you miss me??