*drum beat on snare: hit, rim, hit-hit, rim, hit, rim, hit-hit, rim, ect.*
(1)
Don't tell me
baby, i know.
This wasn't
supposed
to be.
(2)
Don't tell me
This isn't real
It's all
a game
to me
*drum doubles speed, bass keeps time*
(3)
It's not
what we
thought
it would
be
(4)
But i can't
get over
your beauty
Love, let me-
melt.
(Bridge)
Inside the world of our hearts
I knew you weren't all here.
I feel your absence.
It tears at me...
(Chorus)
I want to know you,
I want to hear your voice,
I want to feel you here...
Please let me hold you.
I want to be your prince.
Please let me keep you near.
Maybe
I see
If only
You'd let me
All I
want to do
Is fall down
defending you
You're my
life, my soul.
And i won't
let you go.












Comments
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"for Juliana comes, and she, what i do to the grass, does to my mind and me" -The Mowers Song
"why are the qoutes always depressing? why cant anyone have a happy quote? VIVA LA QUOTE REVOLUTION!" - Me
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"It doesn't matter if the world thinks I'm crazy, for he who has the world's approval but not love, is dust, and is forgotten accordingly."
"Go, Daddy!" (thank you, heather)
"So, how was the make-up sex?"
"An intimate romp around the room"
And my fa
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