thing tht a thief can't steal...

"the thief left it behind - the moon at the window"

to the storyteller: i hope u don mind tht i borrowed ur pic without ur permission.

i was reading the storyteller's latest blog entry, then i remember you mentioned that to me once. i didnt catch it then, but tonight, when i read the line, with the picture showing at above... i guess the thief jus hav no choice... sometimes there are things even the wisest thief could never steal. for example, a moment. then i wanna tell you this:

u say i rob you with nothing left
but deep down in you, there's stil something
that i cant take, and i cant move
that's the feeling in you

i can only feel it
in the way you feel
i can only see it
from they way you show me

but again
that's the thing
that i cant take, and i cant move
that's the emotion in you