unfinished thoughts

I keep looking at your picture
expecting something to change
but you've gone to that other plane
and left me behind
pondering
what ever will i do?


I got other worries
you used to help me out with
but now i am left with
your spirit giving me signs
I don't want to pick up the guitar because I am afraid of what might come out of me.
Sometimes times get dark
I don't know what to do with these dwelling thoughts
Should I keep looking behind
or just shut the door
The floor looks so good right now
let me lay down
Is blood rushing from my arm the only way to get your attention?
You just really don't care that much, do you?
You just don't care that much do you?
No one knows
They are blind with their own lives
I want some fucking romance
I'll just make love the the dream.
I'll just make love to the dream.