Saturday, August 04, 2007
"Kiss Me" - sixpence none the richer
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
[Chorus:]
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
[Chorus (repeat)]
conclusion: if u dunno wad u wan theres no point to hav others tell u where to head, if u know wad u wan theres no need to hav others to tell u wad to do...
theres so many things running thru my head like scattered glass pieces... i think im thinking too much...
its hard being me cos i hate my own mood swings...
