Friday, March 25, 2011

random

Since I'm now not minding any academic load until the end of summer, I kinda have time to post "stuff." So "enjoy" my blabbering.

Imma sing sing from the tangles of my heart is crushed by a former looove. Can you help me find a way to carry on again? You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night. You make me wanna hold you til the morning light. You make me wanna love. You make me wanna fall. You make me wanna surrender my soul. You are the one who makes me happy when everything else turns to gray. Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? You're the apple to my pie, the straw to my berry. Let's just get married. You left in the rain without closing the door. So tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree. It's been three long years. Nine days, eight hours, forty minutes, ten seconds since you called. Don't say you love me, you don't even know me. Baby now that I found you I won't let you go. I build my world around you. I need you so baby even though you don't need me. though your heart is aching. what's the use of . You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you just . I feel bad for a while. But then I just smile. I go ahead and smile. I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough and I'm like, forget you. Forget you. I found her diary underneath a tree and started reading about me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be, let it be. Let me be the one to break it up so we won't have to make excuses. There's a rainbow always after the rain. Sunshine through my window, that's what you are. I have a crush on you. I hope you feel the way that I do. I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night. He's got to be strong and he's got to be fast and he's got to be fresh from a fight. Love me for a reason, let the reason be love. 1, 2, buckle my shoe. 3, 4, shut the door. 5, 6, pick up sticks. Every long lost dream led me to where you are. You can shake an apple off an apple tree. We don't care about the young folks, talking bout the young style. We don't care about the old folks talking bout the old style too. Don't you worry there my honey. We might not have any money but we have our love to pay the bills. When we're hungry, love will keep us alive. Love love love love love, love love makes the world go round. All we care about is talking, talking only me and you.

---my apologies to the composers of the songs from which these lines were taken.

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