Shake Shake Shake

Dec 01, 2004 02:13

I think this is what they call withdrawal.

I haven't heard his lovely voice in too long.
Another first, another time to move on.
And so it starts to beak: my heart,
For now it feels like my baby is gone.

My baby, my baby, how I wish we could be near.
Cuz you say you cry yourself to sleep,
I'd like to taste, to dry your tears.
How I wish to see your handsome face,
like a porcelain angel's in the moonlight,
Calm and silvery-white as you rest your head upon your
pillow.

Your hair tussled here and there
Your breathe like sugared air
That sweetly passes o'er candy-colored lips.
And I right by your side,
Keeping watch through the night, baby
And holding you tight.

But baby, but baby, how I wish we could be near.
Now I'll cry myself to sleep,
For now it feels like my baby is gone.

I miss you tonight.

<3 Justin
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