What we have
People say i’m being used
All this talk makes me confused
What we have isn’t yet anything
but more than i ever had, in any way
i feel sick and i lost my appetite
it’s because i think of you every night
what we have is only in my mind
though you do drop some signs
and though we far from the same
this love makes me cripple and lame
what we have i still don’t know
and it makes me feel so low
am i not what you’re looking for
you’ve got nobody to hold anymore
what we have i can’t understand
but i’d give you all that i can
and now i have to face you everyday
there so much things i like to say
what we have i’ll never find out
it’s all i can think about
For M.
All this talk makes me confused
What we have isn’t yet anything
but more than i ever had, in any way
i feel sick and i lost my appetite
it’s because i think of you every night
what we have is only in my mind
though you do drop some signs
and though we far from the same
this love makes me cripple and lame
what we have i still don’t know
and it makes me feel so low
am i not what you’re looking for
you’ve got nobody to hold anymore
what we have i can’t understand
but i’d give you all that i can
and now i have to face you everyday
there so much things i like to say
what we have i’ll never find out
it’s all i can think about
For M.
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| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, januari 11, 2006 12:50 |
| if you actually say all those things to her (him?) then maybe you'll find out after all what you have together... nicely written x! |
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| Auteur: Jared Rosenthal | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 januari 2006 | ||
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