*END OF THE BRIDGE*
Will you ever find that someone waiting on the other side of the bridge waiting to grab your hand and protect you in his arms from anything? I thought I did. He said our love is strong enough To build a bridge To walk on by To find each other's eyes But I guess on the way Something happened to him Cause I'm stucked all alone for long cold years Maybe he lost his way to me Maybe he lost the balance and fell from the bridge Or maybe he got scared of responsibility Or maybe he just found someone better than me I wish I knew How to make him miss me How to draw a map and place it in his hands That were meant to hold mine Forever, at the end of the bridge...
but they never did.


















