Pretty Things
Your face is what
becomes my addiction.
I see it in every minute
and each second I am living.
You're all I'm getting
The only topic written down...
It's like sight has become sound.
Your name is the reason that I
breathe
It's the waking breath in me
All my heart and body needs.
And I...
feel the road getting tough because
of distance
without the loving kisses
Everything that we are missing now..
But I promise it will all work out...
Just give a little more time
and keep me on your mind, like I do
you.
Because all that's on mine is when I
get to you..
It'll be so beautiful...
So beautiful...
So beautiful....
Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.
Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty
things...
I know it's hard
through all the space and time,
But we don't have to wait forever
It's just a storm we have to weather
until the day that you are mine...
Whatever else is whatever...
just as long as we're together
Making our way to each other's
moon.
And we'll be home soon, love...
We'll be home soon...
(Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.)
I can't wait to see your face when I
wake
But these miles do not hear me
To not have you near me, is...
Just a little more than I can take...
Because this place is just a place
until I see your smiling face...
(Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty
things...)
Your pretty smile, Your lovely mind.
Is so much more, than space and
time.
I feel you out there, keep you with
me.
Hoping these days pass quite quickly.
And though apart we have to be
(right now, right now, right now!...)
With you is where I'd rather be..
(I'd rather be, I rather be!...)
Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.
Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty
things...
So keep me close to you, my love.
Keep holding on to all that's us...
I see your face in every room...
I promise you that..
we'll be home soon...
And no matter what tomorrow
brings...
What we have...
is the prettiest of things...
Copyright © Audonus Taylor | Year Posted 2013
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