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Wednesday, March 7, 2007


SONGS MY FRIEND WROTE FOR ME TO SING..HEEHEE
I sit here in my little room,
The white flowers are beginning to bloom
Ma Cherie, Are you miss-ing me?

Ma Cherie, Are you long-ing for me?

I try to sing, sing for you
But you, don’t accept it do you? (Do you)
The crying won’t subside.
The tears are beginning to dry,
Ma Cherie, will you cry for me?
Ma Cherie, would you die for me?

As I keep on seeing you,
Will you, keep on going through?
All that, I want is for the day to end
As you, try to see, my friend
Ma Cherie, do you see me?
Ma Cherie, are you miss-ing me?

And I, oh I won’t cry for you
So this is something I won’t do
Do you see me too?
Because, all I see is my own room
Ma Cherie, can you cry for me?
Ma Cherie, are you long-ing for me?

Can I try to hug you?
Again, because I wan-ant to
This won’t seem to end,
And I won’t see this mend
Ma Cherie, do you love me?
Ma Cherie, can you see me?

[Ma Cherie, ma Cherie, ma Cherie I miss you]

NEXT SONG

I pick up all the gifts you promised
Yes, that, you did promise me
I hold the soft ice in one hand
The necklace of black lace in the other
I cry out and squeeze the ice

As the soft snow falls on my head
I look up, hoping to see you with,
With that umbrella, like always,
But all that happens is the warm tears
The tears flow and mix with the snow
As I walk again, again to your home.

I grab a rose from a garden,
I hold the soft petals against my skin,
And, somehow, I remember,
Yes, I remember again.
The sweet smell of your hand,
Your hand touching my face again

As the soft snow falls on my head
I look up, hoping to see you with
With that umbrella, like always,
But all that happens is the warm tears
The tears flow and mix with the snow
As I walk again, again to your home.

The ground that once was soft,
Is now hard, and your cold, cold body,
Your body lays somewhere beneath,
No one you knew cared, no one but me,
Is that why? Is that the reason you made me?
The reason that I am yours, the reason I cry

As the soft snow falls on my head
I look up, hoping to see you with
With that umbrella, like always,
But all that happens is the warm tears
The tears flow and mix with the snow
As I walk again, again to your home.

A man walks up behind me,
I’m sleeping on the ground, and I hope,
Yes, my dear, I hope, I don’t want to, {wake up}
The man has something in his hand,
Still I lay on your hard dirt,
My once warm tears grow cold.
“Ma’am” The man says, I don’t turn
He moves to my side,
I still don’t open my eyes

“Ma’am, it’s not safe…”
He cuts himself off suddenly,
I don’t know why, the man,
The man who tried to wake me,
He screams, so loud,
Even that doesn’t wake me.

As the soft snow falls on my head
I look up, hoping to see you with,
With that umbrella, like always,
But all that happens is the warm tears
The tears flow and mix with the snow
As I walk again, again to your home.

The soft ice has stopped falling,
And the white roses have started,
The flowers are blooming,
Now I get to see you again,
Eight seasons later, I can finally,
Finally, I can see you again.
This ghost has found her place,
And it’s by your side, for you, my love,
Will never die.

Never again, will the soft snow fall,
Never will I look up and not see you
The little white umbrella in hand,
My tears will never run like a waterfall,
For the snow won’t come again.

You embrace me,
{It’s been so long,}
The ice has finally melted,
Our final farewell has begun
You kiss me lightly,
You run your long fingers through,
Through my hair, just like you used to,
As we stay here, I look down and wonder,
Is this what true love is meant to be?

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