to forget,

lost and alone,
dont know if i can make it
on my own,
cold and afraid
lying in this bed i've made,
blessed tragedy
is what you mean to me

its so hard
to find a way.

to find a way.
to find a way.
to find a way.

where are you now?
( and i wonder somehow.)
do you
ever think of me do you
ever think of me?

and its so hard
to forget.
to forget.

I'll try to see
its all as easy as it seems,
long gone,
and i wonder if you're coming home.
coming home.

and its so hard to forget.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• angelstrange
• song
• guitar
• improv
• edwardangel
• toforget

[angelstrange]

yes. It was just an improv,i made it up as i went along , set the cam up and kind of just go,cuz you never know what yer gunna get. why do you ask?

[torpidtheband]

did u write this?