Slumber

Slumber 

Written by: Luis F. González De Jesús 

      

 

I was looking at your eyes seeing your wonder, was only just a dream that made me woke up. 

Feeling Bad, emotional, baby why I am not yours. From the slumber come back to my home. 

The dreams from wonder transformed to powder. Hopes were getting numb, feelings digging lower. 

The clock is ticking in my heart, what the hell I'm waiting for . 

Dear Jesus, please hear all my prayers. The time is ending up, I'm almost awaking.  

Hurry up, please hurry up, I'm keeping asking why I'm not yours. The clock is ticking,moving on, I'm not yours. 

From the slumber come back to my home. 

I can feel it in my heart, can you feel it? 

Your deceiving all my heart, your deceiving. 

Feel the way I'm loving you, can you feel it? 

I can feel it in my heart, can you feel it? 

The clock is not stoping way right now, is not stoping .

Please nobody wake me up from this wonderland. 

She's deceiving all my heart for completely. 

Yeah I'm not your, I'm not yours. 

From the slumber come back to my home.

This poem is about: 
Me
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