Thursday, January 27, 2005

A Thousand Years

How come in the worst moment of my day, you just keep popping on and on on my mind?
How come when i feel exhausted, all i can think of is having a cup o'coffee and a nice chat with you?
How come i walk on and on and never can find you ANYWHERE?
How come you're not in my life?

I know...
You'd rather have me as a friend
I'm very important to you
I'm the closest thing you've ever known to a father figure...
And even though i don't have to like it... i accept it