into the crowd.. they'll never find you...
I stood there out in the open for minutes. the afternoon sun beating down on my shrouded form, the wind playing tricks in my hair.
with my arms outstretched.
looking at this mountain across the valley frm the hill I stand on.
wanting to hide from him. but not finding a place at all...
he knows me like no one else.
he's seen my heart.
felt every scar and crack.
there's no turning back now.
but I keep holding back.
seeking solitude away from it all.
I want to open up and tell him everything.
everything about me and my life. and not feel ashamed at all about any of it.
'cause he'll understand and listen and would never judge me.
If I had a lot of money I'd go and buy a black Honda coupe and get insurance and gas and a cooler or two.
pack up my food for my meal management project, grab my suitcase, pack it with clothes.
gift wrap his present and bring two sets of size 8's (knitting needles) and two skeins of yarn.
but some of the key things I don't have for this to happen.
maybe it wasn't meant to happen.
with my arms outstretched.
looking at this mountain across the valley frm the hill I stand on.
wanting to hide from him. but not finding a place at all...
he knows me like no one else.
he's seen my heart.
felt every scar and crack.
there's no turning back now.
but I keep holding back.
seeking solitude away from it all.
I want to open up and tell him everything.
everything about me and my life. and not feel ashamed at all about any of it.
'cause he'll understand and listen and would never judge me.
If I had a lot of money I'd go and buy a black Honda coupe and get insurance and gas and a cooler or two.
pack up my food for my meal management project, grab my suitcase, pack it with clothes.
gift wrap his present and bring two sets of size 8's (knitting needles) and two skeins of yarn.
but some of the key things I don't have for this to happen.
maybe it wasn't meant to happen.