Friday, 1 June 2012

I'd Lie...

I don't think the panssenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colours in his eyes

He'll never fall in love
He sware as he runs his finggers
through his hair
I'm laughing cause I hope his wrong

And I don't think it crosed his mind
He tell a joke I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you
His favorite colour green
He love to argue
Born on the seventeenth
he's sister beautiful
he has his father's eyes

And if you asked me if I loved him
I'd lie

He look around the room
innocently over look the truth
shouldn't the light go on?
Dosen't he know that I've had
It memorized for so long?

He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see himm cry
And I don't let nobody
see me wishing he was mine

He stand there and walks away
My god if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you

He never tell but he could play guitar
I think he could see through
Everything but my heart

First though when I wake up
is my God he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up and for a miricle

Yes I coul'd tell you
He's favorite colour green
He love to argue
and ooh it kills me...

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