March 2007 Archives

When she left the room
her perfume filled the air.
Thirty years gone
it's still there.

How I love to breathe
the air she left behind.
This trick of fortune
fills my mind.

Simple pleasures,
Silver treasures.
Take me far, far away...

Faded roses on
a table set for two.
An open window
shares my view.

Out among the fields,
breezes dance and play.
Tender mercies
soothe my day.

Simple pleasures,
Silver treasures,
Take me far, far away...

I keep my soul
From anger n pain
I open my eyes
Visions i cant forget from the world we create

Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live Always will survive
Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live Always will survive

I open my eyes
Over again
I kepp my soul
from the world
I Open my eyes
Over again
I keep my soul
I open my eyes
I know i can find in me a better world

from the world
recreate

Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live Always will survive
Im a bomb creator
Im fighting n i dont know why
I live Always will survive

im a bomb creator
I open my eyes
Over agaïn
I keep my soul...