lyrics, because everyone's doing it!
While I'm at this funeral
You're in New York
I've been dividing my grieving
You're sleeping with a mutual friend
I dreamed that I kissed your mouth
And you thought about me
Over Christmas
Oh, you might know who I am
But I know who you are
Your heart is in your art
And mine's in New York
I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
You're sleeping with a mutual friend
And I want to be with you again
And again
And again
I've thought about you a lot lately
So flash me your metal smile
I'm thinking about you
You're thinking about
New York
Though to you your friend was hurt
To him I owe him money
Will you pay back the thirty dollars
That he thinks I owe him?
But I don't owe him anything
If you had a funeral
I'd be there with bells on
La la la la la...
If I had a funeral
Would you even care?
Would you wear your silver dress?
Would you actually wear lipstick?
Would you lie upon my grave?
And be there with bells on
So you could ring me from this life?
From this life
From this life
So you could ring me from this life
*sigh* I love that song. It's the kind of song I think you really need to hear to appreciate, though.
Official Wedding Day Countdown: 72 days. (can I wait that long?)
I can make a few more icons, but for once in my life, I have icon block! Eek! Whenever I make one, it doesn't turn out right. Hmm. Any suggestions or pictures, anyone? I cann't make them for myself, but I can make them for other people. Weird.
We're back to Vancouver. It's so much quieter when we're not with Shae and Vic! Well...as quiet as it's going to get with Gwendal around. He's on Nyquil right now, so he's a little bit bouncy tonight. Oh well, at least it isn't those pain meds *shudders as she remembers him dancing with Victor* I won't let that happen again!
*yawn* *sneeze* Uh oh, I think Gwendal's giving me that cold. I'm going to go to bed and see if a good night's sleep will nip it in the bud.
Sweet dreams!
[we're in the crunch time...I'm really not sure how much I'll be commenting but I'll try to update and will catch up on comments next week!]
You're in New York
I've been dividing my grieving
You're sleeping with a mutual friend
I dreamed that I kissed your mouth
And you thought about me
Over Christmas
Oh, you might know who I am
But I know who you are
Your heart is in your art
And mine's in New York
I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
You're sleeping with a mutual friend
And I want to be with you again
And again
And again
I've thought about you a lot lately
So flash me your metal smile
I'm thinking about you
You're thinking about
New York
Though to you your friend was hurt
To him I owe him money
Will you pay back the thirty dollars
That he thinks I owe him?
But I don't owe him anything
If you had a funeral
I'd be there with bells on
La la la la la...
If I had a funeral
Would you even care?
Would you wear your silver dress?
Would you actually wear lipstick?
Would you lie upon my grave?
And be there with bells on
So you could ring me from this life?
From this life
From this life
So you could ring me from this life
*sigh* I love that song. It's the kind of song I think you really need to hear to appreciate, though.
Official Wedding Day Countdown: 72 days. (can I wait that long?)
I can make a few more icons, but for once in my life, I have icon block! Eek! Whenever I make one, it doesn't turn out right. Hmm. Any suggestions or pictures, anyone? I cann't make them for myself, but I can make them for other people. Weird.
We're back to Vancouver. It's so much quieter when we're not with Shae and Vic! Well...as quiet as it's going to get with Gwendal around. He's on Nyquil right now, so he's a little bit bouncy tonight. Oh well, at least it isn't those pain meds *shudders as she remembers him dancing with Victor* I won't let that happen again!
*yawn* *sneeze* Uh oh, I think Gwendal's giving me that cold. I'm going to go to bed and see if a good night's sleep will nip it in the bud.
Sweet dreams!
[we're in the crunch time...I'm really not sure how much I'll be commenting but I'll try to update and will catch up on comments next week!]