| I thought I saw a man brought to life... He was warm, he came around like dignified. He showed me what it was to cry. Well you couldn't be that man I adored. You don't seem to know, don't see what your heart is for. But I don't know him anymore. There's nothing where he use to lie. My conversationss all run dry. That's whats going on, nothings fine & I'm torn. I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel. I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor. Illusion never changed into something real. I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn. You're a little late, I'm already torn. So I guess the fortune tellers right. Should have seen just what was there and not some holy night. To crawl beneath my viens and now I don't care. I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much. Theres' just to many things that I can't touch. I'm torn... I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel. I'm cold and lying naked on the floor. Illusion never changed into something real. I'm wide awake and I can see the perfet sky is torn. You're a little late, I'm already torn, torn. There's nothing where he use lie. My inspirations have run dry. That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn. |
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| Beautiful Spirit |
| "TORN " *~Natalia Imbruglia ~* |
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