Wednesday, December 21, 2005 There is no combination of wordsI could put on the back of a postcard And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart Our dreams, and they are made out of real things Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving Love is the answer At least for most of the questions in my heart Why are we here and where do we go And how come it's so hard It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving I'll tell you one thing It's always better when we're together It's always better when we're together Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together Well, it's always better when we're together Yeah, it's always better when we're together And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see That they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now |
he thought he was superman; |
aoi's design from SCRATCH 2004
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