Heartland

Everytime I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go
everytime you leave the room I feel I'm fading like a flower

Tell me why when I scream there's no reply
when I reach out there's nothing to find
when I sleep I'll break down and cry

I try to call but I don't know what to tell you
I leave a kiss on your answering-machine
oh help me please is there someone who can make me
wake up from this dream

feeling so small I stare at the wall
hoping that you are missing me too

Oh I get up and make myself some coffee
I try to read a bit but the story's too thin
I thank the lord above you're not here to see me
in the shape I'm in

Losing you
things will never be the same
can you hear me call your name
if we changed it back again
things would never be in your hand

Lay it down
pull my heart to the ground
time's getting cold
now the leaves all turn hard and blue

Everytime I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go
everytime you leave the room I feel I'm fading like a flower
(Everytime you leave the room) I feel I'm fading like a flower
(everytime I see you)… ooh I'm fading like a rose
(everytime you leave the room) everytime I see you
(evrytime I see you)

Ozpat wrote:

Huh?!

Might be the lack of drugs, but WTF?

ThousandAndrews wrote:

Ozpat wrote:

Huh?!

No offence meant.....Just gave me a laugh.

Damn.

Well, I suppose it's better than "He's so an enigma... he makes records sometimes... he wears orange.. he's so f**king intelligent..."

Eugh...

He is!! intelligent!!

Ouhh..I forgot to say, that I´m hot blooded..

nice avatar.
BTW are you real?

weebleswobble wrote:Might be the lack of drugs, but WTF?

I I don't think 'lack of drugs' is the probleme

Pista wrote:nice avatar.
BTW are you real?

I think it's and he wants some attention. Poor thing, it does get lonely around christmas.

Hey, knows where to go if he wants company. There's all of Leeds (and its familiar denizens ) at his disposal...

I think we've got a live one here

Hi ThousandAndrews, don't listen to them,I too love Eldritch, he's the love of my life, I was always too scared to admit it in public but thanks to you I now can.It was never about the music or the lyrics (especially the lyrics) for me,it was that lovely fragile voice and , of course, how he filled his leather pants.

Ridicule is nothing to be scared of.

Pat wrote:...and , of course, how he filled his leather pants.

Aye. Courgettes are cheap *and* functional. And after the show, he's got dinner! 's certainly a thrifty chap.

SINsister wrote:

Pat wrote:...and , of course, how he filled his leather pants.

Aye. Courgettes are cheap *and* functional. And after the show, he's got dinner! 's certainly a thrifty chap.

is that what's known as a "Warm Leather(courg)ette"?

Odd how the initial post is the least disturbing thing about this thread...

<--Disturbed (and disturbing) and proud of it!

James Blast wrote:

SINsister wrote:

Pat wrote:...and , of course, how he filled his leather pants.

Aye. Courgettes are cheap *and* functional. And after the show, he's got dinner! 's certainly a thrifty chap.

is that what's known as a "Warm Leather(courg)ette"?

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

sorry Andrew

Funny how a thread that starts with a nice poem can turn into something ugly within a couple of hours

Yes, makes me sad..

Pista wrote:nice avatar.
BTW are you real?

Yes, what do you think, huh? It doesn´t have to be ironic in every way if someone posted stuff like the poem..Straight from the heart, you know..

Wasn't intended to be a personal attack actually.

Still, I like your avatar.