Monday, May 9, 2011

random lyrics from some of my favorite songs on my iPod

Every time our eyes meet, this feeling inside me, is almost more than I can take. Baby when you touch me, I can feel how much you love me, and it just blows me away. I've never been this close to anyone, or anything. I can hear your thoughts, I can see your dreams. I don't know how you do what you do, I'm so in love with you. It just keeps getting better. I want to spend the rest of my life, with you by my side. Forever and ever. Every little thing that you do, Baby, I'm amazed by you. (my ringtone for Bob)

Every time I see your bubbly face, I get the tingles in a silly place. It starts in my toes, makes me crinkle my nose.

What do I do with all I need to say? So much I want to tell you everyday. Ohh it breaks my heart, I cry these tears in the dark. I write these letters to you, but they get lost in the blue, cause there's no address in the stars.

It's funny how it's the little things in life that mean the most. Not where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothes. There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind, this I've come to know. So if you agree, have a drink with me, raise your glasses for a toast.

When I look in my future,  you're all I can see, so honey, don't go lovin' on nobody but me.

Because I lost my job, my bills are gettin bigger. Cryin babe, 'bout to lose my mind. 100 dollar habit, aint got a penny, my woman ran off with a friend of mine. Can't keep a job, I'm too fucked up. DHS about to take my kids. Try to get well, keep gettin sicker. Sittin in the parking lot, my finger on the trigger.

I'll take my bottle and lime, and move a little further down the line, and think about how good life can be.

Do lovers really fall in love to stay?

Runnin gypsy wild. Runnin free. Gypsy wild, ain't no stoppin me. Gypsy wild, yeah I'm a rebel child. carryin on, and on, and on. I keep carryin. on.

I pray your breaks go out running down a hill. I pray a flower pot falls from a window seal and knocks you in the head like I's like to. I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls. I pray you're flyin high when your engine stalls. I pray all your dreams never come true. Wherever you are, Honey, I pray for you.

I'll walk, let go of my hand. Right now I'm hurt and you don't understand. So just be quiet, and later we will talk, just leave, don't worry, I'll walk.

I'm already there. Take a look around. I'm the sunshine in your hair. I'm the shadow on the ground. I'm the whisper in the wind, I'm your imaginary friend, and I know I'm in your prayers, oh, I'm already there.

If heaven wasn't so far away, I'd pack up the kids and go for the day.

I DO, cherish you. For the rest of my life, you don't have to think twice. I WILL, love you still, from the depths of my soul, it's beyond my control. I've waited so long to say this to you. If you're asking do I love you this much, I DO.

I need a cigarette now. Nothing but old regrets now. The drama runnin through my veins, the pressure's blowin up my brain. I swear to God, I'm going insane.

If you asked me I would smile, and we could sit and talk a while. But there's just to much to hide, and I've got nothing left inside. I'm just a little bit crazy.

Mama he's crazy. Crazy over me, and in my life is where he says he always wants to be. I've never been so loved. He beats all I've ever seen, and Mama, he's crazy, he's crazy over me.

Cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. She winked at me when she said last call. When the parking lot was empty, we made love in a bathroom stall......with Jesus is love written on the wall. Resurrection.


I've got a lot of  things to say. Got a lot of things to do today, but I throw 'em all behind, throw 'em to the side. Put 'em off til tomorrow, to keep you satisfied.

I remember your kiss like TNT, how it rattled every long gone part of me, and in the heat of the night you shook when you said my name. And the precious drop of sweat runnin down your back, like a South bound train burnin down the track. Two martyrs in a world that would never be the same...

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