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Friday, July 05, 2002
arrows
I take memories from my anxious, lonely heart
and dreams come seeking me when my sleep is torn apart
I should find your face somewhere
maybe following that rainbow
I should know when to refrain
from waking and feeling you
close to my hands I have the answer
to where will my life head next
from these footprints I take that you're near
and take that it won't quite last

whenever it's dark or clear
the memory of you unfolds my future
with a laughter and a tear
and makes me forever lost, looping inside my head

and I will take you home
when the stars fall from the sky
and I will make you home
wherever you are

when I lay down, just before closing my eyes
my head spins and I feel that shiver
I know you're there, I can feel you breathe
but I'm too far to make you see that I'm near
I'm right here behind you

and I will take you home


(Leo)