| Brody...erm... |
[19 Aug 2003|03:05pm] |
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| My friend Benji.. |
[19 Aug 2003|08:59pm] |
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[This is not her confessing love, it's the only song I could find that remotely came close to how she felt. It sounds lovey dovey but it's not meant to. SO NO RUMORS!]
They gave me a life that's not so easy to live,
And then they sent me on my way.
I've left my love and forgot my dreams,
And lost them all along the way
Those little things you say,
When words mean so much
You never back down.
When they all shy away
You always listen to me.
What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights?
And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight?
And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this?
That's what I feel and I feel you.
This ain't no bed of nails,
But there not roses just the same
But God this road sure can be long
Another endless day another seven hundred miles
Will take me further from my home
Those little things you say,
When words mean so much
You never back down.
When they all shy away
You always listen to me
What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights?
And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight?
And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this?
That's what I feel and I feel you.
(I know what you're goin' through now
Believe me I feel this)
What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights?
And what do I have to hold when no one's there to hold me tight?
And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this?
That's what I feel and I feel you.
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