Sweet little Mockingbird,
Singing my saddened melody.
You burden my heart with sad little tunes.
Reminding me of what once used to be.
Sweet little Mockingbird,
Your voice, it makes me cry.
You bring no joyous smile upon
My lips; so torn and dry.
Sweet little Mockingbird,
Why won't he let me in?
His words are contradicting.
But still I pray again.
Sweet little Mockingbird,
I wish he wouldn't hide.
I'm strong enough, but does he see
The tears caused by his lie?
Sweet little Mockingbird,
I wont give up, I swear.
I'm not the type to leave and weep
When things are hard to bear.
Sweet little Mockingbird,
I know you hear me sing.
You hear my saddened solitude,
The song of what's to be.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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