Pen and Paper
Pen and paper
It’s along road to travel
Before I can reach back home
It’s easy to get lost
When you are out here alone
But it’s not the mile you go
It’s the way that you live
It’s the love that you found
And the love that you give
Being alone on the highway
The loneliness becomes your friend
So that roads that you travel
Can never seems to end
And you are trying to reach
But you don’t know where
So you life become a motion
In a world where no one care
She said she know my passion
For writing my poems
Trust her with my heart
And there will be no problems
But it seems my life was curse
And I find peace in my pen
So while I write my stories
Our love come to and end
She was the best friend I had
But now she don’t talk to me
Because all this stupid poems
Will not set my mind free
I could not be devoted to her
As long as I got the ideas to write
Many times she slept alone
While I work whole night
So she said good bye one night
While we were in central park
Underneath a hanging lantern
My life fades in to the dark
I never told her how I feel
That how I love her so
Because of the pen and paper
I just let her leave and go
So I went for a long drive
And I just keep going
And just like a river
My pen will keep on flowing
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