(no subject)
Have you ever felt this way before/its like butterflies in the rain/its a purpose in life/made only for the insane/
its not time to cry/not time to feel sorry that his version of perfect just wasn't/its not time to turn up the emotional music searching for choice words to describe pain/its the same as it was last time/this time only more real/its about being able to feel love when others won't/he only wanted forever/now its never over the phone/but its not time to cry/its time to write lullabys and dream about heaven/how she was heaven-sent and when in heaven's sake will he see her pretty face again?
as the guitars play in the background and voices harmonize/he realizes nothing/she was his everything
its not time to cry/not time to feel sorry that his version of perfect just wasn't/its not time to turn up the emotional music searching for choice words to describe pain/its the same as it was last time/this time only more real/its about being able to feel love when others won't/he only wanted forever/now its never over the phone/but its not time to cry/its time to write lullabys and dream about heaven/how she was heaven-sent and when in heaven's sake will he see her pretty face again?
as the guitars play in the background and voices harmonize/he realizes nothing/she was his everything