It's like, I can't handle anything in my life without having a song to express how I'm feeling, or what I'm experiencing. I know people say they love music, but this is like my oxygen. I suffocate when I don't have music surrounding me. I owe everything to the musicians that illustrate my life. I don't think they realize what an impact they have on people, even songs that are years before my time, hit home on a whole other level.
Maybe I use it to drown out my own thoughts?
"You could be my silver spring
Blue-green..colors flashin'
I would be your only dream
Your shinin' autumn....ocean crashin'
Don't say that she's pretty....
and did you say that she loves you
Baby I don't wanna know
So I'll begin not to love you
Turn around, you'll see me runnin'
I'll say I loved you years ago
And tell myself you never loved me..No
Don't say that she's pretty
And did you say that she loves you
Baby, I don't wanna know....Oh no
And can you tell me...was it worth it
Baby, I don't wanna know..
Time cast a spell on you...you won't forget me
I know I could've loved you but you would not let me
Time cast a spell on you...but you won't forget me
I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me
I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you
You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you"
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