Ruins

Wondering about the love
That suddenly appeared
Caressing all our senses
letting go in embrace
lowering our defenses
no more fear to face

In love, flirting with our future.
Running deep, couldn't get enough
but doubts and worries in advance
While my love grew strong
Didn't gave us a chance
To proof you were wrong

Wondering through the world
Of the love that we have
All that brushed aside,
your mistake without worth?
Our worlds did blend, now colide
Heavy skies and shacking earth

Wondering through the ruins
Of the love that once was.
All that's left is dust and debris
Pieces that once were us
Trigger painful memories
I must surrender in my loss

Why did i miss the cracks
Didn't notice the dark clouds
Fighting waves in a bowl of water
My face breaking wind, drying my eyes
My lover turned into a slaughter
your intentions, just soothing lies?

Wondering through the ruins
Of the friendship we could have
Still giving hints of what's to come
Promises, but didn't even try
never the words: the love is gone
not a worthy goodbye

In your fear withholding the truth
denying my freedom of choice
Afraid to talk, never spoke out
Caring less and letting me drown
No confrontation that could get loud
Yet that silence burned me down

Gazing at the ruins I wonder
Were we ever really as one
What's to explain? There's just to tell
We differ in what we hope to find
Let go of the pain in which I dwell
See what you want with open mind

Walking through the ruins
While the dark dust settles
Rebuilding my world after it moved
Kicking the pebbles out off my way
reshape, make it better and improved
Yes this is me, make my day!

Oprah Feeling / I Gotta Feeling Live at Oprah's 24th Season Kickoff Party

Een zwoele zomer avond op het privé terras.

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Alcohol vrij bij De Stappert

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Pieter en planten....

2 weken babysitten. Een bloeiende plant en ik degradeer het in no-time tot dit!



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Dinner in Egmond

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Sunday

Weer zo'n puber gedicht. Maar het rijmt in ieder geval ;)

A lonely sunday, nobody near
nothing to say, the only feeling is fear
I wish I could cry, not in the mood to stand
It's just me and my, no one to hold my hand

But in the morning glory, the clouds a fading
I don't listen to my troubled story, I'm listening to what you're saying
Keep talking to me, I start to feel good
I'm starting to see, I'm alive as it should
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ik heb er maar meteen een vertaling tegenaan gegooid
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Een eenzame zondag, niemand in de buurt
leven zonder lach, 't gevoel dat ik word begluurd
Ik wou dat ik kon huilen, geen zin om op te komen
Bij niemand kan ik schuilen, niemand begrijpt mijn dromen

Maar in het morgen licht, wanneer de wolken vervagen
luister ik niet naar mijn bericht, ik luister naar jouw vragen
Terwijl jij blijft praten, voel ik me goed
Ik krijg in de gaten, dat ik leef zoals het moet