2003-08-10���12:04 a.m.

Siting here listening to music thinking. Is that good or bad? Berlin is all I want to hear. The cd is on repeat and I am going to bed. Fuck this is such a great song. This song reminds me of a lot of stuff. Driving with Ela in Germany. Dancing with Leigh in NYC. Totaly diferent memories but both way special to me for totaly diferent reasons. Night.

I'm alone sitting with my empty glass

My four walls follow me through my past

I was on a Paris train I emerged in London rain

And you were waiting there swimming through apologies

I remember searching for the perfect words

I was hoping you might change your mind

I remember a soldier sleeping next to me

Riding on the metro

You wore white smiling as you took my hand

So removed we spoke of wintertime in France

Minutes passed with shallow words

Years have passed and still the hurt

I can see you now smiling as you pulled away

I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand

"I'll love you always" filled my eyes

I remember a night we walked along the Seine

Riding on the metro

I remember a feeling coming over me

The soldier turned, then looked away

I remember hating you for loving me

Riding on the metro

I'm alone sitting with my broken glass

My four walls follow me through my past

I was on a Paris train I emerged in London rain

And you were waiting there swimming through apologies - sorry

I remember searching for the perfect words

I was hoping you might change your mind

I remember a soldier sleeping next to me

Riding on the metro