top down
shades on
sunshine and tunes flowing
blonde hair tossed by the wind
the occasional wave to a friend
my smile grows bigger and bigger
even if my lips dont part on the outside
a laugh breaks out
as i shake my fist in defiance
that storm wont stop me
i will only press the pedal harder
and ride on the wings of my soul
back safe at home
any and all comments or responses are welcome at dabele@wm.edu
Scoreboard of Catan
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
if i made you cry
please tell me why
i'll try again
if you let me try
you made me cry
nobody's romantic cause it's too early for dancin'
but here comes the music
hands down this is the best day i can ever remember
always remember the sound of the stereo
the dim of the soft lights
the scent of your hair that you twirled on your finger
and the walk that we shared together
then i am still and wait here in the silence
until you come and sit a while with me
if you put your arms around me
could it change the way i feel?
we are not infinite
like frank sinatra
like elvis and his mom
like al pacino's cash
life is still more than girls
life is more than hundred dollar bills
in the car up ahead...
pull out of town and into the night
and im left driving home on my own...
next time we'll take the long way home
and you can play your favourite song
we'll hold hands and sing along
up ahead there's love
as he comes towards you
he's waving as you lift him up to see
what you can see
you were just friends
at least thats what you said
but now i know better
any and all comments or responses are welcome at dabele@wm.edu
please tell me why
i'll try again
if you let me try
you made me cry
nobody's romantic cause it's too early for dancin'
but here comes the music
hands down this is the best day i can ever remember
always remember the sound of the stereo
the dim of the soft lights
the scent of your hair that you twirled on your finger
and the walk that we shared together
then i am still and wait here in the silence
until you come and sit a while with me
if you put your arms around me
could it change the way i feel?
we are not infinite
like frank sinatra
like elvis and his mom
like al pacino's cash
life is still more than girls
life is more than hundred dollar bills
in the car up ahead...
pull out of town and into the night
and im left driving home on my own...
next time we'll take the long way home
and you can play your favourite song
we'll hold hands and sing along
up ahead there's love
as he comes towards you
he's waving as you lift him up to see
what you can see
you were just friends
at least thats what you said
but now i know better
any and all comments or responses are welcome at dabele@wm.edu
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