Every morning I drink hot chocolate,
I feel the sweetness that can‘t be forgotten
I see a death with card to Mr Don‘t Know
I know she will play now on my piano
I have not taste my live so sweet like before
I never wait for this time so long
It's just a little part of this simple game
Not everything you say is what you want to say
Not everything you say is what you want to say
Every night ghosts walk around
I can hear the sounds flowing underground
I want the silence and did‘nt leave my bed
I hope that everything is only in my head
I haven‘t taste my live so sweet like before
I never wait for this time so long
It's just a little part of this simple game
Not everything you say is what you want to say
Not everything you say is what you want to say
Inside the dreams
Inside of my mind
Away from my fear
There is no cry
with melody which I wrote also you can find http: //www.myspace.com/janetteber
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem