24 มีนาคม 2550 13:30 น.
Silver Snitch
Under the charming diamond sky
Bright little stars, so beauty,
But why am look so cloudy
Or my heart's thinking of someone.
Under the charming velvet sky
The stars shine, it don't ask why
But my heart 'sso lonely
Like the moon without stars.
Without you beside my heart
Its a pain that I have to carry on
Lovely stars all look dull
Just like my hope is gone
My heart's so bruised
Nor bright like before
Can not cures and turn to gray
Like the broken heart's way
When Love puts me through the pain
The separate life turn me through the rain,
So hurt and I could not go on
Becuare now you are gone.
At last, I have lose my dream
Though my world is turning around
I can't take this much longer
It's so hard on my soul
This night I'm lonely and missing you now
24 มีนาคม 2550 09:21 น.
Silver Snitch
I think about it from time to time
When I'm lonely and on my own
I try to forget and yet, still rush to the telephone
Just as I though I'd made it
You walk back to my life
Just like you never left
And I wish could write a love poem
To show you the way I feel
Seems you dont like to listen
And you leave me alone with my heart
Just leave, leave me alone with my dreams
I can do without you, Know what I mean
21 มีนาคม 2550 08:50 น.
Silver Snitch
Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
O, beautiful, and full of grace!
If thou hadst never met mine eye,
I had not dreamed a living face
Could fancied charms so far outvie.
If I may ne'er behold again
That form and face so dear to me,
Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain
Preserve, for aye, their memory.
That voice, the magic of whose tone
Can wake an echo in my breast,
Creating feelings that, alone,
Can make my tranced spirit blest.
That laughing eye, whose sunny beam
My memory would not cherish less; -
And oh, that smile! whose joyous gleam
Nor mortal language can express.
Adieu, but let me cherish, still,
The hope with which I cannot part.
Contempt may wound, and coldness chill,
But still it lingers in my heart.
And who can tell but Heaven, at last,
May answer all my thousand prayers,
And bid the future pay the past
With joy for anguish, smiles for tears?
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