Nov 09, 2004 04:46
If I asked you to come along with me and leave it all behind,
And hope for love and search for things that we may never find.
Would you grab your bag and head out into the world you'll someday know?
Or would you want to stay behind and repeat this endless fucking show?
With lights afire, the stage is lit for you to do your dance,
With every move you steal my eyes and set me in a trance.
The streaming stars are out tonight, but we won't see them here,
Because the hate of love's first break is still too close and near.
So we'll shed our tears over songs we heard as we would drive all night,
And dream of things we'll one day hate and wish that things were right.
The forged I love you's,
Will help you to choose,
The right way in the end.
How can I convince you that this is the road to take?
How can I prove to you that this is the choice to make?
I don’t want to miss out on something I could obtain
All I want is to kiss you, over and over and OVER again!
I just want to make out
I don’t want to miss out
On my incredible
My EVERYTHING
Still a work in progress, but nevertheless, makes me think about how hurtful love can be and how it can change at any moment. And how much making out really makes my day. And how much Chris Baby just....>sigh