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With nothing to count on,
except my own lonely imagination,
I can walk through the day with a blank face,
But you know, I'll brighten up only for you.
It's the only thing I can hang on to,
I think it, so maybe it can be real.
I wait for you, thinking on it, it doesn't exsist,
Just a hopeless romance.
We were everything last year,
You were mine and I was yours.
But I was just a waiting room,
And once again I am betrayed.
We talk sometimes but it's not the same,
This is what it feels like, eh?
I'm always just a second-hand friend.
Forever loyal, I'll bear with it 'til my dying day.
But I can't say it doesn't hurt,
When your back is to me and you're favouring someone else.
Your presence always brings some light in me...
But it kills me all the same.
The power you have over me,
So frightning,
I can barely handle this...
I'm just a second-hand friend.
I wait and I hope,
Your smell is intoxicating,
And I know that my wishes are so hopeless.
I wanted to add some romance to our friendship,
Now I'd kill just to bring our friendship back in.
I'm sick of waiting, always being in the backseat,
When will things be like they used to be?
Has it always been like this? Were you just passing time?
Was I just a stand-by? Waiting music? A second-hand friend?
You know I'm still here for you,
I'll stick by, I guess I can take anything.
I'll live for the little moments, small chat, little laughs,
And keep our memories close by.
You know, somedays it's all okay,
I live for you, I love you,
It's a hopeless romance, and I'm just a second-hand friend.