everytime i think of you
i get a shot right through
into a bolt of blue
it's no problem of mine
but it's a problem i find
living the life that i can't leave behind
there's no sense in telling me
the wisdom of a fool won't set you free
but that's the way that it goes
and it's what nobody knows
and everyday my confusion grows

every time i see u falling
i get down on my knees and pray
i'm waiting for th efinal moment
you say the words that i cant say
i feel fine and i feel good
i feel like i never should
whenever i get this way
i just dont know what to say
why cant we be ourselves like we were yesterday

im not sure what this could mean
i dont think you're what you mean
i do admit to myself
that if i hurt someone else
then i'll never see just what we're meant to be


tonight's thoughts:
/ i'm in love with her voice.
/ goodbye beautiful winter in australia, you will have me next year
/ will i forget you after we part?