Sunday, April 27, 2014

Lyricise

I pay attention to song lyrics sometimes or probably often. 'Cause it may describes my feelings more than I ever could. Classic. Chessy. Whatever you named it. Tonight I am listening to Lady Antebellum and their lyrics are well sung so I would pick up lines and post it here.

I haven't seen you in ages, sometimes I find myself wondering where you are.
 
Dancin' Away With My Heart

You promised you'd never break my heart never leave me in the dark.
Said your love would be for all time but that was back when you were mine
.
When You Were Mine

I could stand strong and still watching you walk away.
I wouldn't hurt like this or feel so all alone. I wish I was cold as stone.

Cold As Stone

My heart was open, exposed and hoping for you to lay it on the line.
In the end it seemed there was no room for me.

Wanted You More

Love takes time to build its defenses and trust takes time to tear down those fences
And what remains is stronger than ever before.

Somewhere Love Remains

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind for me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
Need You Now

You know you keep on bringing out the best in me.

And I need you now even more than the air I breathe.
You can make me laugh when I wanna cry, this will last forever I just know. I know.
When You Got A Good Thing

'Cause love only comes once in a while knocks on your door

And throws you a smile it takes every breathe leaves every scar
It speaks to your soul and sings to your heart.
If I Knew Then

Every heartache makes you stronger but it won't be much longer.
You'll find love, you'll find peace and the you you're meant to be.
I know right now that's not the way you feel but one day you will.

One Day You Will

No longer am I afraid of the fall down it must be time to move on now.
Without the fear of how it might end. I guess I'm ready to love again.
So come and find me I'll be waiting up for you I'll be holding out for you.
Ready To Love Again



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