Don't question it, it was always you.
It is always You.
These words are my own, from my heart flow [and often inspired by the Big Man upstairs]
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Crystal Shawanda, What Do I Have To Do?
I hear what you’re not saying
Loud ‘n’ clear
I’ve long since stopped asking
How you feel
If I’m ever gonna be
Any closer to you
Oh what do I have to you
To get you
Oh to talk to me
Say anything
Just see me in the room
I don’t wanna be a flower on the wall of your world
Wilting away
How hard is it just
Oh to have a simple conversation
Just ask me all about
the book I read or how my day went
For me to get through to you
Oh what do I have to do
If I thought it’d make a difference
I’d take up golf
And the next time you go fishing
I’d tag along
I’d write it word for word
Across the sky
That if you don’t love me back I’ll die
What do I have to do to get you
Oh to talk to me
Say anything
Just see me in the room
I don’t wanna be a flower on the wall of your world
Wilting away
How hard is it just
Oh to have a simple conversation
ask me all about
Oh the book I read or how my day went
Oh for me to get through to you
Oh what do I have to do
How hard is it just
To have a normal conversation
Tell me about
How your long day at work went
For me to get through to you
What do I have to do
Oh yeah
What do I have to do
Loud ‘n’ clear
I’ve long since stopped asking
How you feel
If I’m ever gonna be
Any closer to you
Oh what do I have to you
To get you
Oh to talk to me
Say anything
Just see me in the room
I don’t wanna be a flower on the wall of your world
Wilting away
How hard is it just
Oh to have a simple conversation
Just ask me all about
the book I read or how my day went
For me to get through to you
Oh what do I have to do
If I thought it’d make a difference
I’d take up golf
And the next time you go fishing
I’d tag along
I’d write it word for word
Across the sky
That if you don’t love me back I’ll die
What do I have to do to get you
Oh to talk to me
Say anything
Just see me in the room
I don’t wanna be a flower on the wall of your world
Wilting away
How hard is it just
Oh to have a simple conversation
ask me all about
Oh the book I read or how my day went
Oh for me to get through to you
Oh what do I have to do
How hard is it just
To have a normal conversation
Tell me about
How your long day at work went
For me to get through to you
What do I have to do
Oh yeah
What do I have to do
Monday, July 4, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
We are a little baby with cancer flowing through our veins. We are growing and developing while being eaten from within by a vile and destructive force. We are fragile and weak. Everyday, I hold my breath, hoping we’ll make it through, being thankful for the time we have together. It doesn’t look good, the poison’s running deep and painful. I don’t know how long we have, but I still believe in miracles.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Overboard - Ingrid Michaelson
I could write my name by the age of 3
And I don't need anyone to cut my meat for me
I'm a big girl now, see my big girl shoes
It'll take more than just a breeze to make me
Fall over, fall over,
Fall overboard, overboard
Fall overboard,
Just so you can catch me
But as strong as I seem to think I am,
My distressing damsel
She comes out at night, when the moon's filled up
And your eyes are bright, and I think I simply outta
Fall over, fall over,
Fall overboard, overboard
Fall overboard,
Just so you can catch me
And I watch the ships go sailing by
If I be the girl will you play the guy
And I never thought I'd be the type
To fall, to fall, to fall
And I don't need anyone to cut my meat for me
I'm a big girl now, see my big girl shoes
It'll take more than just a breeze to make me
Fall over, fall over,
Fall overboard, overboard
Fall overboard,
Just so you can catch me
But as strong as I seem to think I am,
My distressing damsel
She comes out at night, when the moon's filled up
And your eyes are bright, and I think I simply outta
Fall over, fall over,
Fall overboard, overboard
Fall overboard,
Just so you can catch me
And I watch the ships go sailing by
If I be the girl will you play the guy
And I never thought I'd be the type
To fall, to fall, to fall
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