An Old Flame
I first tried to kill my old flame with my tears.
It seems she knew the depth of my fears.
She grab me and pulled me toward the fire.
I knew inside she still my heart desire.
I tried to escape and I fell at her feet.
Lying there in agony and defeat.
Die old flame is what I screamed to the fire.
My old flame would not die in the fire.
One part of me wants her to die in the flame.
Can I actually say she is the blame.
Her memories still haunts me in my sleep.
For my love for her runs deep.
Why can't I forget the past?
And be free of her at last.
I tried to over come my fears
I tried to drown her with my tears.
Her love will always be in my heart to keep.
Now I just sit by the fire and watch my old flame and weep.
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