Falling

I remain shallow,
Shallow as far as conversations go,
But the look in your eyes sold me a dream,
And I woke up from a nightmare of false hope.
Into an arguement with the voices in my head,
That speak in a language I dont know,

I wish today was yesterday,
And yesterday was the day before.
I wish i could make time stand still,
And keep you from walking out that door.
I wish I was a bit more persistent,
I wish things were different.
Im wishing a lot of things,
But my wishes stay spoken on some shooting stars...
So many wishes but no Santa Clause,
This little piece that I wrote...
Santa should read it I hoped,
And grant me all the wishes I spoke,
Even though im naughty im told.

Im awoken by the sound of my phone you wont stop ringing,
Whose bed is this I'm in ? im wondering.
Then through the door she emerges,
My heart she purges,
Her clothes are revealing,
Her smile is deceiving,
' Buenos dias papi, me extrañas? '
In spanish she's speaking...
Five words later we having a second breakfast,
And im stuffing my face with her forbidden fruit.

I like the long meaningful silence we had afterwards, Its the kind that made a brother wanna join a latino gang just to learn some spanish... I was falling out of paradise, but both you and the angels were calling