i was taken by surprise, ive never gotten any sighs, the feelings i disguised, she could see them in my eyes. one thousand real failed tries, trapped in spiders web like flies, it doesnt matter, black bow ties, darkened rainbow, different dyes. no one listens to my cries, i just want love instead of lies, i wont wait until it dries, because my life is made from sties. the day has just begun, when the sun begins to rise, no i dont think that im cool, wearing clothes that arnt my size, i can not wait for all my friends, saying heys hellos and hise, i do not want another girl, because im done with such goodbyes.
millions of waves, of days, of breaths, of glances
millions of lights, of heys, of thoughts, of chances
millions of melodies, of beats, of romances
millions of short months, of too roughs
but millions are not enough
Theres just something that i cant put words to
And it absolutely has to do with how i feel for you
When you look at me your eyes turn a different blue
If only you could see what i see if only you knew
Youre what keeps this parsite of a heart beating
And im hoping none of this needs any repeating
Because its hard to open myself up like this
The feeling is summed up in the way we kiss
And i could spend eternity staring into your eyes
Because its their rules that our growing love defies
Only seperation could ever bring about our demise
And im in love with our ritualistic heys and hi's
And i would tell you all this sooner than later
But i think id rather put it all down on paper
Ive tried to put it all into a song on my ukelele (haha)
But i pretty much missed the tiny mark completely
But i dont want to keep you here reading this for long
I think we all know that since im falling my will isnt strong
And just know ill eventually get it all out and write that song
Ill definitely tie in how next to eachother is where we belong
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