Wednesday, April 18, 2007

When She Cries: Restless Heart
The road I have traveled on,
Is paved with good intentions.
It's littered with broken dreams,
That never quite came true.
When all of my hopes were dying,
Her love kept me trying.
She does her best to hide,
The pain that she's been through.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
She's always been there for me,
Whenever I've fallen.
When nobody else believes,
She'll be there by my side.
I don't know how she takes it,
Just once,
I'd like to make it,
Then there'll be tears of joy,
That fill her lovin' eyes.
When she cries, at night,
And she doesn't think that I can hear her.
She tries, to hide,
All the fear she feels inside.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries.
So I pray, this time,
I can be the man that she deserves.
'Cos I die a little each time,
When she cries
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They Asked About You - Reba McEntire
Saturday night
Out on the town
Feeling so sure of myself
Meeting some friends
Sharing some laughs
Not thinking of anything else
Then one of them leaned over my shoulder
And all at once the party was over
They asked about you
And suddenly it all came back to me
Then all the walls around my heart
Came crashing at my feet
When they asked about you(oh) they asked about you
I was doing ok
Until they asked about you
How could they know
What it would do
All they did was mention your name
And just like that
The hurting was back
Thats when I knew nothing had changed
What a time for old memories to find me
Just when I thought I'd put em behind me
They asked about you
And suddenly it all came back to me
Then all the walls around my heart
Came crashing at my feet
When they asked about you(oh) they asked about you
I was doing ok
Until they asked about you....
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No particular reason, I've been feeling a little blech lately. Luckily I have friends who care, but with it being the end of the semester we're all busy. Not sure what I'm doing this summer.... there's just so much stress, and it's going to be a long, lonely, stupidly boring summer. That's my humble opinion anyway. :-/ I'll be aight, I always am, right?

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