As the naked Trees
throw their last leaves
November without him
will never be the same
as the days get colder and shorter
the wind blows away the leaves
and the the thoughts
of the good Times
will still stick like glue
November without him
will never be the same
I'm buggin for him
maybe I have to walk
on the wrong side of the street
be at the wrong place at the wrong Time
make random choices and maybe we'll
Meet one day .....
and destiny will happen out of the blue
as if it was meant to be
all along from the beginning
White horses and the Tree of life
under the earth, sun and moon
at the end of the line, earth
his eyes shine like the stars
but every time I call
he's never there .....
every time I look for him
he's gone......
only in my dreams he's there ...
the sky is gray the hours are long
missing him ...
November without him, will never be the same
It's like the rain crying
November without him
is like calling the moon
to fix my heart
it's like slowly dieing inside .........
Friday, November 19, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
*THE HEART*
Who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul ....?
I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold ..
trying to save old friendships
that weren't meant to be ....
He left never came back,
no sweet kisses, no postcards, no phone calls ....
or said goodbye .....
She didn't call anymore, didn't come around anymore
she stopped calling .....
He became full of himself....
full of crock shit, trying to erase
who he really was because of our past....
Over the years new friends were made ...
but I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain,waiting to catch a cold
waiting for them to let me in the circle
In crowed
Cuz I'm not cool enough, nothing more or less
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul
But even a blue crush
I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold
waiting for him to let me in
his heart, mend all his wounds
with sweet warm kisses
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul
But theirs time to start over
from scratch
I'll never leave this place,
get out of this town
will rot inside my soul,
trying to climb out of this box
called my life
cuz I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain, waiting for
a miracle, the world to let me in ....
breaking my heart and soul ....?
I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold ..
trying to save old friendships
that weren't meant to be ....
He left never came back,
no sweet kisses, no postcards, no phone calls ....
or said goodbye .....
She didn't call anymore, didn't come around anymore
she stopped calling .....
He became full of himself....
full of crock shit, trying to erase
who he really was because of our past....
Over the years new friends were made ...
but I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain,waiting to catch a cold
waiting for them to let me in the circle
In crowed
Cuz I'm not cool enough, nothing more or less
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul
But even a blue crush
I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold
waiting for him to let me in
his heart, mend all his wounds
with sweet warm kisses
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul
But theirs time to start over
from scratch
I'll never leave this place,
get out of this town
will rot inside my soul,
trying to climb out of this box
called my life
cuz I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain, waiting for
a miracle, the world to let me in ....
Sunday, August 1, 2010
~ QUIET DANCING ~
watching me burn
they cut me open with their eyes
I don't give a dam
about what they say or think .....
love is dripping
from my heart
butterflies all over
but who is someone like me?
when the stars are shinning bright
when dreams are taking over ...
Do I know who I am ?
when the magic in me
turns into gold like poof
while zipping a few drinks, beers
under the moon lit stars
SUMMER nights listening to
blue grass, banjo music the bluzz
that's singing my story
saying all the words that I can't
while my 5 senses come ALIVE
and doubts fade away
disco, techno, grooving on the sidewalk, 4 the night
no broken records
and the past is put away, the demands are gone
Only my heart and soul
is on the line
I'll never be the same again
what's the name of the club
just dance coyote ugly
letting the boyz at the bar
buy me drinks all night
cuz I have the magic in me
turning those words into gold
so they can take me home with them
Summer hasn't gotten any hotter .....
they cut me open with their eyes
I don't give a dam
about what they say or think .....
love is dripping
from my heart
butterflies all over
but who is someone like me?
when the stars are shinning bright
when dreams are taking over ...
Do I know who I am ?
when the magic in me
turns into gold like poof
while zipping a few drinks, beers
under the moon lit stars
SUMMER nights listening to
blue grass, banjo music the bluzz
that's singing my story
saying all the words that I can't
while my 5 senses come ALIVE
and doubts fade away
disco, techno, grooving on the sidewalk, 4 the night
no broken records
and the past is put away, the demands are gone
Only my heart and soul
is on the line
I'll never be the same again
what's the name of the club
just dance coyote ugly
letting the boyz at the bar
buy me drinks all night
cuz I have the magic in me
turning those words into gold
so they can take me home with them
Summer hasn't gotten any hotter .....
Sunday, July 11, 2010
*** THE ART of LIFE ***
Her heart full of air
ready to pop like a balloon
the art of conversation
the art of a smile
under the table or covers
but always under the bed
one day she will realize
her days will be marked off
as a done list
almost like a homework assignment
that your suppose to be
paying attention too?
A moment ....
A laugh, A cry ....
A song, A book ....
beautiful dreams ....
perfect scores ....
but loneliness will catch up
so break it Down
to the life you SEE
the magic tricks for the SOUL- HEART
perfect blue ocean waves ......
But naked TREES
can sing to Her
if she listens ......
the MOON
can guide her way?
the STARS
can give her wisdom
So give her a
wise woman's ears
so she can hear the things
she's been missing
Give her a pare of EYES
so she can SEE
all the things she's been missing
Give her a HEAT and SOUL
so she can FEEL ......
A pare of shoes
to walk the path of LIFE.......
ready to pop like a balloon
the art of conversation
the art of a smile
under the table or covers
but always under the bed
one day she will realize
her days will be marked off
as a done list
almost like a homework assignment
that your suppose to be
paying attention too?
A moment ....
A laugh, A cry ....
A song, A book ....
beautiful dreams ....
perfect scores ....
but loneliness will catch up
so break it Down
to the life you SEE
the magic tricks for the SOUL- HEART
perfect blue ocean waves ......
But naked TREES
can sing to Her
if she listens ......
the MOON
can guide her way?
the STARS
can give her wisdom
So give her a
wise woman's ears
so she can hear the things
she's been missing
Give her a pare of EYES
so she can SEE
all the things she's been missing
Give her a HEAT and SOUL
so she can FEEL ......
A pare of shoes
to walk the path of LIFE.......
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