TANGLED DREAMS

When you're teethering in the mouth
of what appears to be hell,
nothing is more alive
but the beating of your heart.

Regret tasts so real
that you won't notice the tears
generously streaming down your face
and reminding you on what you have been.

Ambitions didn't matter anymore
with damnation holding out its manacles
and, yet, there's a glimmer of hope
with salvation trying to grope out of the dark.

Is it fate or is it man?
Is it a reality or is it a game?
Will I wake from a nightmare
or actually live in a bad dream?

MY CRYING SONG

Could've Been*
Sung By Tiffany

The flowers you gave me,
Are just about to die.
When I think about,
What could've been,
It makes me want to cry.


The sweet words you whispered,
Didn't mean a thing.
I guess our song is over,
As we begin to sing.


Could've been so beautiful,
Could've been so right,
Could've been my lover,
Every day of my life.

Could've been so beautiful,
Could've been so right.
I'll never hold what could've been,
On a cold and lonely night.


The memories of our lovin',
Still linger in the air,
Like the fainted scent of your roses,
They stay with me everywhere.


Every time I get my hopes up,
They always seem to fall.
Still what could've been,
Is better than,
What could never be at all,
At all,


Could've been so beautiful,
Could've been so right,
Could've been my lover,
Every day of my life.

Could've been so beautiful,
Could've been so right.
You can't hold what could've been,
On a cold and lonely night.


Could've been so beautiful,
Could've been so right,
You can't hold what could've been,
On a cold and lonely night.
No, No at all,


How could I hold what could've been,
On a cold and lonely night?




*i'm still researching on the identities of the composer and lyricist ;)

THE LIGHT

When will this hurting end?
I have been wondering for so long.
Will my heart ever mend?
I have already forgotten how to be strong.
Days and nights, nights and days,
pain has not loosen its grip on my heart.
My life is filled with "come what mays,"
now that everything has fallen apart.
The sun has not been shining that bright.
Tomorrow no longer sparks hope.
I can't see the stars at night.
How much more can I cope?
What should I do to make things right?
What can I do to finally see the light?