Jan 30, 2004 23:15
. . . out there, is a city.
GeneralZhukov32: so i started to dance
GeneralZhukov32: without wearing a seatbelt
GeneralZhukov32: i started to dance
GeneralZhukov32: without wearing a life vest
(and i KNOW you didn't forget about me.)
(and you'll tell me we'll be friends 'til the end...)
when the words were not my own, even then they seemed to fit in more perfectly because i was just sitting and staring, and waiting. when we finally caught eyes, and i slid in and out through the heat of bodies to meet you, there really wasn't much to say.
it's been like the line, "i miss you... and i haven't met you yet...
you are gorgeous ,
but i haven't met you yet ."