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Sunday, August 14, 2005 |
fool to think. |
but a girl can dream right? awww. everytime i see him I can't help but wish he'd do something. say something. some semblance of hope that it is a possibility.
i refuse to tell anyone who my crush is. aside from the filipino belief that it might not come true...i can have this one little secret affection all to myself.
And when you look closer at the words...it all makes sense to this little neurotic brain of mine. heehee.
Look at me dreaming of you All I could hope is to have you To have you walking with me Laughing so in love, we two Almost drunkenly I did imbibe of this Fantasy of you and me
I've grown tired of love You are the trouble with me I watch you walk right by I smile, you do not notice me But the silence in me is screaming Won't you come and get me?
Was I a fool to think? The way you looked at me I swear you did But you looked away too quick Was I a fool, was I a fool to think That you would take me home As if I was yours Was I a fool to think at all?
You make a mess of me here I dance a thousand steps for you If you say yes to me I'll be whatever gets you through
- Fool To Think by Dave Matthews Band |
posted by maldita @ 5:32 AM
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