story of an african son

Kids from a little town, our dreams were all we knew Writing songs, singing them in the shadow of the moon We were young and happy is all we knew Time caught up and the city swallowed you You sang alone and the world loved you Now you live next to the stars, seeing you only from above At the Cafe we used to play, I still sing my all A part of me hoping you will one day walk through those doors Bringing back feelings I knew lost Singing songs we wrote when we were young and free Just to fight the feeling you are too famous for me I put my all but it never sounds the same, it was never made for one  ^^^ Blue skies keeping me in my place  So far away I don't think you could ever wait To be honest it's an honor to still cross your mind  Hoping you ain't too famous for us 

Cigarette buds stain the floor to my car From night spent outside staring at the upstairs room Too afraid to knock at the door, the restraining order doesn't make it any easier Pressing the call button but your line has been busy since that day I live for the moments you come to the window Lost in the night sky as I get lost in all that is gone A hunger stronger than self preservation I want you more than I want myself A heart on drugs I don't know how to give you up A part of me dies when he joins you to watch the stars It was a moment that was meant for us I don't get why I do this to myself anymore Why I still believe there will ever be an us again  ^^^^^^^ Driving away with a fading dream I wonder if she would remember me if I drove off the edge  IF she would shed a tear for the future that would have been  If I would ever cross her mind again >>work by levon <<