I got this shovel and i dug deep,... i doubt i go through your head when your wishing you could just get some sleep.
Take the hopeless hopes, and toss the idea of her heart being close to me down the slopes.
Remembering another school morning..... I pulled up to the pack of parked cars, once again there is no sign...of the one i most dont want to leave behind.
And i believe in too good to be caught in a situation...that looks to throw at me- every temptation.
And im known for writing the saddest of love affairs.....and most were moments id live again,...moments we shared.
I hide your name the best i can, when people ask who are these about....by letting nothing come out of my mouth.
Sometimes i get feelings of where i think i know you like the backside....of a poets study guide.
But not too many try to play it off like you.- not many can...just know i see right through.
And ive thought before that you probably think you own my life...
babe, im something like the greatest and as far as a clue....you dont have the faintest.
beautiful thoughts you have before churn up in me....like icy tops on the side of mountain drops...
Now im a sucker for a good laugh...so i guess that makes me a sucker for time with you.
And ive thought before that we really were made for something big....and how i would hate to toss our memories over the bridge.
In inconsistent seconds- I have felt you at times place your trust in me....then again- maybe that was just me breathing.
I realize like a purple sky... i need all of your attention and affection...but i doubt i will ever get that so let these statements stand for protection.
And lately its sad to knowing you've been down in the dumps...trying to climb out of your slumps....and thinkin on this i just know i could help you whether you like to think so or not...and honestly it would help me just to be helping you...a whole lot.
I wont question that i should have called the cops...when you ran off with my heart....but i never yelled slow down or even stop.
And i want the best things for you...but you threaten my passion for life...so loving you is truely hard to do.
I wont lie....riding in my car on a road far away from home....i stare out my window...sometimes passing golden fields of splendor...And casually im looking back,...maybe your 4 wheels will be rolling in my rearview.
Lately this pen ive been writing with,...would rather be spelling "i love yous"...and having your fellow pen along this page writing " me toos"
One thing is for sure....your a girl that played with barbie dolls...with dreams of making sure the doll you gave your own name to would never fall....
And i cant be your Ken,...where you use me then put me back on a shelf next to your wall....but i guess you know as well as i....Love has no law.
