Indescribable

by What happens when the musics over   Mar 28, 2009


I don't know what it is.

Maybe its your vibe, maybe how you're kind, or that you always have me in mind.
I don't know, but you're always on mine.

Monday is about to arrive, my heart races as that hour slowly comes.

That hour has past. I have spot you at last, my face only knows how to smile.

Hoping you've captured my energy, so you know why I smile.
Maybe you'll see what I see, think what I think, as I stare at the endless beautiful sky.

I see us as the sky, high and bright, its a beautiful sight.
I think we're natural and intent,
those two things won't let us end.

You may not be able to think as I think, yet maybe you can see as I see.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Bullets Are My Best Friend

    Well done my love
    its really good i must say
    whoever you love me dear tell them if you don't you might regret it like i have

    it's been four yrs and i still havent told him...
    MAKE YOUR MOVE!!!

    cherelle xxx

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