I feel like a stone, in the path is love
Lovers go by, and some stumble above
I sit there laughing, seeing them fall down
And think of myself as a king without a crown
I’m there from dawn till dusk
I do whatever a stone must
I lay there waiting for a lover to stumble
And his love, destroyed and crumbled
If you think of blaming me
You should also blame the tree
Under which you felt the cool shade
Met your lover, and hearts’ you trade
And you think you are the only one forsaken
What about people who weren’t even taken
Taken by love, to show them the colors
To move them around and make them discover
The happiness hidden in the sense of belonging
The pain that comes around like a ring
So why not feel happy that you found someone
And cherish the love and the fun
That you gathered on your way to me
And thanked God for the satisfying glee
Now that you have stumbled you curse me
And forgotten how love made you feel free
I am a stone, I will still be around
For other lover to pass by and some left aground
Though I am a stone I will give you an advice
Fallen you maybe, but you should never stop to thrive
For you find love on every corner of this way
Also an angel, a devil and a mourner par se
You can choose to move on, or become a stone
And keep telling lovers of what not to mourn
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
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