Take everything I feel,
and wrap it up in steel wool, bubble wrap and cotton buds, just because
fragile things can break
And time we have to take to figure out
what our hearts are all about.
Is just too short these days,
Everythings too fast anyways...
I want you to know
Your eyes show me a thousand miles
and one of your smiles can linger on with me for all my afternoon
Take this hand, open and true and trust in things that are mine
like my heart
like my soul
Take me home.
I want you to know
Your hands will take me to the moon
and one of your hellos can brighten the stormiest of days
Its just too short these days,
Everything's too fast now anyways...
The weekend is here and it's all for nothing,
like my heart
like my soul
Take me home
"later that night she has a terrible dream... She wakes up to her falling out of the sky, crashing through the roof and landing in some guys lounge chair."
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Who are you, mystery woman?
ReplyDeletei find myself intrigued; disturbed, and curious.