(no subject)
The strands in your eyes
that color them wonderful
that stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains
that thrust towards the sky
never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be loves suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greates fan of your life
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
as we lie awake in my bed
you're my survival, you're my living proof
my love is alive, not dead
that color them wonderful
that stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains
that thrust towards the sky
never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be loves suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greates fan of your life
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
as we lie awake in my bed
you're my survival, you're my living proof
my love is alive, not dead