فرستنده :
مهسا
شنبه 90/3/7
i need you,even tough
i love you and i need you,even tough
i may at times have made you tear your hair
i set myself apart,bet even so
your presence and your loves are always there
you are my jail cell and ten-ton door
that keeps me from just being who i am
and so i pound the walls and go to war
ramming all the rules that i can ram
yet though i mast rebel,all the while
i know your love,s the ground on wich i stand
i wait upon the flash of your pround smile,
and twist inside at every reprimand
i,m sorry for the times i,ve caused you pain
after these brief storms,love will remain