The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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Thursday, July 23, 2009
When I'm alone
The faces they come and they go
I wonder if they think I've changed
I wish I could stay
But be where you are
The countries and cities so far
This is my dream and my gift
But sometimes I get
Scared
That somehow I'll cease to belong
Anywhere
So I need you when it all starts to show
When I'm alone
When I'm alone
I sleep late it's crazy I know
The worlds only passing me by
I guess that is why
I'm telling you now
That I haven't figured it out
The depth of the things that I've missed
They leave me like this
Scared
That somehow I'll cease to belong
Anywhere
So I need you when it all starts to show
When I'm alone
Is it true that you can find me anytime
Cause I'm feeling like I'm there, it's about that time
Cause I'm scared
That somehow I'll cease to belong
Anywhere
So I need you when it all starts to show
When I'm alone
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