the strands in your eyes that color them w o n d e r f u l
stop me and steal my breath
emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
[never revealing their depth]
tell me that we belong together
dress it up with the trappings of love
i'll be captivated, i'll hang from your lips
instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
i'll be your cryin shoulder
i'll be love's suicide
i'll be better when i'm older
i'll be the greatest fan of your life
rain falls angry on the tin roof as we lie awake in my bed
you're my survival, you're my living proof
my love is a l i v e and not -dead-
that is indeed my favorite song of all time. the words are beautiful. it has such soul, such purpose. it describes how love should be, and how i feel. i've heard the song and listened to or read the words a thousand times, and every time i am just amazed. it never ceases to thrill me.
i'm sorry about how things turned out. it was bad timing and personally i believe a bad decision on their part--you deserve better and you'll get it someday. they just need to see what they had right in front of them. i guess it's a lesson to all of us: fight for your dreams
.:i'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it:.
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