I'm having an affair with the word 'beautiful' these days, it's just catching my eye, and it seems like the turns of phrase with that word catch my ear more often. I told rabah this, but i think i would much rather be called beautiful than any other thing... because beauty stretches all the way to the inner secrets of the soul.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
and you're beautiful.
One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make you smile
Those that claim that they're not showing off are drowning in denial
They're not half as bad as me say anything and I'll agree
When it comes to acting up, I'm sure I could write the book
And now that you're more than a part in the play
It's slightly easier to think what to say
You had us all, standing on our heads
Doing our best tricks
Never again, will there be another one that's as desirable as you
Post a Comment