Yet I can't get enough. I know I can't always have everything the way I want it. The compromise beats solidarity yet she still seems distant. Baby, I just made love with your sweet memory a thousand times in my head although I saw you just this morning. And here I am now, conflicted, with nothing but you on my mind, but here in my own place no one hears me sing this song.
I love when we're together, just the two of us. We have our own responsibilities but it doesn't change my heart. I want to run away with you. So, let's go away for a while, you and I to a strange and distant land, where we have no choice but to trust and be with one another. That's the way I want it, just the two of us.
Sometimes though this way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day. I may love you but the change you brought on is overwhelming. I'm exacerbated and evolving as you watch me unravel. I'll soon be naked.
It's like time is working against us and all along the undertow is strengthening its hold.
I never thought it'd come to this. Now, I can never go home. It won't be the same but why is it so bad? Why can't we evolve?
So hear we sit over one more drink. The bartender is putting up the chairs and the workers are going home. I've lost track of whatever argument had ensued but if I can get that smile out of you it will all be alright. That's all I was after in the first place.
- You can't resist her, she's in your bones - Only in Dreams
- She laughs at most everything whether it's funny or not - No One Else
- You're tongue is twisted, you're eyes are slit. You need a guardian - Buddy Holly
- I just made love with your sweet memory a thousand times in my head - The World has Turned and Left Me Here
- No one hears me sing this song - In the Garage
- Let's go away for a while, you and I to a strange and distant land - Holiday
- This way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day - Say it Ain't So
- Watch me unravel. I'll soon be naked - Undone (The Sweater Song)
- All along the undertow is strengthening its hold. I never thought it'd come to this. Now, I can never go home - Surf Wax America
- The workers are going home - My Name is Jonas
Crazy about her but you can't put your finger on it. You can't resist her, she's in your bones. You can't agree on anything and argue over insignificance till your red in the face. She eats weird food and she laughs at most everything whether it's funny or not. You can't seem to win and your friends see less of you. You're tongue is twisted, you're eyes are slit. You need a guardian.
Yet I can't get enough. I know I can't always have everything the way I want it. The compromise beats solidarity yet she still seems distant. Baby, I just made love with your sweet memory a thousand times in my head although I saw you just this morning. And here I am now, conflicted, with nothing but you on my mind, but here in my own place no one hears me sing this song.
I love when we're together, just the two of us. We have our own responsibilities but it doesn't change my heart. I want to run away with you. So, let's go away for a while, you and I to a strange and distant land, where we have no choice but to trust and be with one another. That's the way I want it, just the two of us.
Sometimes though this way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day. I may love you but the change you brought on is overwhelming. I'm exacerbated and evolving as you watch me unravel. I'll soon be naked.
It's like time is working against us and all along the undertow is strengthening its hold.
I never thought it'd come to this. Now, I can never go home. It won't be the same but why is it so bad? Why can't we evolve?
So hear we sit over one more drink. The bartender is putting up the chairs and the workers are going home. I've lost track of whatever argument had ensued but if I can get that smile out of you it will all be alright. That's all I was after in the first place.
Published by Pat Brown
I've worked at several newspapers but never really made any money doing it. Funny, people spend their entire careers being broke at newspapers. Better folks than I. These days I try and use this as an out... View profile
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