Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Moonlight Sonata [by Ludwig Van Beethoven]



"It seems like it's telling the story of my life;

Once Upon a Time..."

.
.
.
.
.

She AlMoSt FeLt ThiS WaY

Promised to be here in this night,
Dressed in pearls and crowned a bride,
But my love has lost his need,
To have me as his everything,
Anothers eye's have caught his lips,
Soft and tender as they kiss,
He shared our bed with her silky skin,
Now and never can I forgive,
But need I not for he has gone,
And left this shadow all alone,
Plunging now into my death,
Forsaking love my final breath.