I feel like a little man, a little man who has to stand on a book or on a bench to see
I feel like a little boy, a little boy who has to get a boost into the tree
I feel like a circus boy, a circus boy who has to stand on his stilts to feel tall, feel tall
and I feel like an actor man, actor man who has to be on the stage not to feel so small
thank God I'm not on my own, I don't stand alone, I see you staring through time, your invisible hand inside mine, I'm tall
I feel like a little fish, a little fish stuck on the sand wishing for the high tide, and I feel like a little flame up against a million drops of rain sent from the dark side, so stand by me and say you will be a book and a bench, stilts and a stage for me, some over me and I know I will see, higher tides and blue in the dark skies.
lunes, julio 17, 2006
Say you'll be...
By Mass en 10:20 a.m.
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