Monday, May 09, 2005

My Light.

We're here alone and it's late at night,
I'm scared but you're my light.
Everyone's around and he's crying.
She's the reason, inside he's dying.

She sits there, occupying my seat.
Is it just me or can you feel the heat?
He'd given his heart once, maybe twice,
Even after he made his promise to Christ.

He moved on to the one who just left,
He stole her heart and got accused of theft.
There's still one more who's on the black chair,
She's beautiful, with long blonde hair.

The music slowly plays and she pays a little attention,
Whilst I just sit here wishing she'd show me some affection.
We're here together and it's late at night,
But I'm not scared because you're my light.


What ya think? :P

6 Comments:

Blogger Aaron said...

That's not what he says on Thursday nights. =P

Anyway, yeah it is about Charlie.

5:55 pm  
Blogger Aaron said...

No, not all of it. :P

6:32 pm  
Blogger Aaron said...

I think she takes P&P more seriously than I do. =P

7:54 pm  
Blogger x_z_x said...

I didn't know you changed it!

Tis very cool though, I prefer this one to the oridinal. =)

7:58 pm  
Blogger Aaron said...

Yeah, this one is better. I liked the 3rd stanza. I had to put it in because I needed to include you, expand on Marriott and explain I was writing about Charlie. Very clever of moi.

8:01 pm  
Blogger Aaron said...

Guess that makes me a homo. =P

10:01 pm  

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