It's hard to say,
Why I couldn't go to bed today,
I called a friend,
And tears led her away.
I got no answer,
Just a small message,
Which told me,
Her watered eyes, could not speak.
In times where I feel
like everything went wrong,
In times when I dont know,
where to go, or what to do,
I close my eyes, and wonder,
Where can I press rewind,
or fast forward,
Why cant I just move on,
But then I remember,
What a wise friend once told me,
For every tear,
There is joy,
For every tear,
You should smile,
For every tear,
Our heart has felt something,
And in the very core,
of our pumping chest,
lies something beautiful,
which few have seen.
I ask you to smile my blitz,
Smile because the only way
for one to cry,
is with feeling.
You have felt something,
deep inside, and in your heart,
and it is the very essence of feeling,
that makes us beautiful.
It is feeling itself,
that made me write this,
Because it hurts
to see a blossomed rose,
in the rain,
Because it hurts
to see my lovely friend,
in pain,
Because it hurts
to know that something,
caused you great disdain.
You're lovely blitz,
don't you ever forget that.
your co p,
=).
Why I couldn't go to bed today,
I called a friend,
And tears led her away.
I got no answer,
Just a small message,
Which told me,
Her watered eyes, could not speak.
In times where I feel
like everything went wrong,
In times when I dont know,
where to go, or what to do,
I close my eyes, and wonder,
Where can I press rewind,
or fast forward,
Why cant I just move on,
But then I remember,
What a wise friend once told me,
For every tear,
There is joy,
For every tear,
You should smile,
For every tear,
Our heart has felt something,
And in the very core,
of our pumping chest,
lies something beautiful,
which few have seen.
I ask you to smile my blitz,
Smile because the only way
for one to cry,
is with feeling.
You have felt something,
deep inside, and in your heart,
and it is the very essence of feeling,
that makes us beautiful.
It is feeling itself,
that made me write this,
Because it hurts
to see a blossomed rose,
in the rain,
Because it hurts
to see my lovely friend,
in pain,
Because it hurts
to know that something,
caused you great disdain.
You're lovely blitz,
don't you ever forget that.
your co p,
=).
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