kristen michelle (bohemiansoul) wrote, @ 2003-09-24 00:48:00

Current mood:	peaceful easy feeling
Current music:	nothing

::sigh::
I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words, they seem to slip away

When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's alright
I'll make you maybe next time around

But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things

I want to tell you
I feel hung up but I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time

Sometimes I wish I knew you well,
Then I could speak my mind and tell you
Maybe you'd understand

I want to tell you
I feel hung up but I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time, I've got time, I've got time

I Want To Tell You - The Beatles

i wish you would finally catch on. i love that you don't know...but i also hate it. i'm damned if i tell you & damned if i don't.

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