Thursday, August 12, 2004

On a Monday I am waiting
Tuesday I am fading
And by Wednesday I can’t sleep
Then the phone rings I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
Cause you’ve come to rescue me

Fall, with you I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it lasts

Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
It’s as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me

I am moody and messy
I get restless and it’s senseless
How you never seem to care
When I’m angry you listen
Make me happy it’s your mission
And you won’t stop till I’m there

Fall, sometimes I fall so fast
When I hit that bottom crash
You’re all I have

Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
It’s as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me

How do you know?
Everything I’m about to say
Am I that obvious?
And if it’s written on my face

I hope it never goes away
Yea


On a Monday I am waiting
By Tuesday I am fading
Into your arms
So I can breathe
*~*~*~*~*~*

This isn't just another stupid: I like this song so I'll post the lyrics post. Let me explain this to you. I really didn't like this song. I kidna like the verses, but I hated the chorus. "Pieces, pieces..." shut up, Ashlee!

So, I'm reading my sisters blog and she has it posted. An I like this song, so I'll post the lyrics post. And I read the lyrics.

I can relate... Especially to the verse in bold...

And then the one in italics. Along with the part of the chorus in italics... Sometimes, I guess we just know what the other is thinking...

The other day, Jeff and I were sitting there hanging out. I looked at him and said "Do you?"
Nothing before that to explain what I was talking about... and he knew exactly what I was talking about...

Anyway... I still hate how the chorus sounds...

But... I dig the lyrics...

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