if this world were mine

if you go away

Almost A Whisper

The sound of holding on - almost a whisper
The sigh of broken hearts - a quiet cry
The rain upon your face
Brings gravity and grace
And softly you begin to breath again

I don't have all the answers to your sad prayers
But if I could I'd give you angel's wings
To go where hope is found
With strength to reach beyond
And carries like a song upon the wind

Please don't give up
Please don't you give up
Cuz I believe
Yes, I believe
I still believe... in us

The sound of holding on - almost a whisper
The sigh of broken hearts - a quiet cry
The rain upon your face
Brings gravity and grace
And softly you begin to breath again

Little stories / Storie Piccerelle

You made love in this way
And as much as you can do in one night
You shouldn't marry him
And now you feel that you are dying
You're in love!

There are stories
Little stories that become important
There was nothing
Little mouse grew up
That night, in a stollen car
With a stereo playing desperately
A love song You always did it this way
You never give it a thought
Whoever you liked and hung out,

you always joked
Many times this is the best you can do
How many stories come and go
Go up and down,all are just past
Not one standed by
You didn't want to get married
You encountered a love
And you forced it like a string
That time broke it
And you let it sleep away
And now you feel like dying
You're like sinking boat
Like a line that's been deleted
You are in love

Hold Me