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May 31, 2006 22:16

"Words I Couldn't Say"
Rascal Flatts

In a book, in a box in the closet
In a line in a song I once heard
In a moment on a front porch late one June
In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon

There it was at the tip of my fingers
There it was on the tip of my tongue
There you were, and I had never been that far
There it was, the whole world wrapped inside my arms
And I let it all slip away

What do i do now that you're gone?
No back up plan, no second chance
And no one else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

There's a rain that'll never stop falling
There's a wall that I've tried to take down
What I should have said just wouldn't pass my lips
So I held back and now we've come to this
And it's too late now

What do i do now that you're gone
No back up plans, no second chance
And no one else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

so, doesn't that describe my attitudes towards men in the past year just so well. it's amazing how well Rascal Flatts' songs relate to me. that's why they're my favorite band. I LOVE RASCAL FLATTS. wooooot.
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