Fairy Tale

Copyrighted 1997 by Leslie Samford


Why do you say such pretty words to me
lead me on this flowery fairly tale
fill my hopes as high as the sky
leave me breathless with anticipation
wanting you more than the clouds want the sky
chasing you more than the moon chases the sun
but never reaching past this leash around my neck
used to control me
You're just content to have me there
loving you with everything I have
and savoring the rewards all to yourself
but promising more
always promising more
and still I sit here loving you
and still I sit here empty


| | His Fantasy | Dead Wilted Flowers | Fantasy | My Heart | Laughing | Masks |
| My Past Life | My Prayer | Stupid Girl | Fairy Tale | Without you | Gone | Secret Competition |
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