| Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without
Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.
oh my.. the song of my life. if only love was as simple as a song. of
course the only time you'd have a problem is if you couldnt sing. and i
love to sing. i may not be that great but ohh to just let it all out
and sing oldies songs i love it. cant listen to the radio in
public.. or watch singing/dancin movies in public. they make me want to
join in even if i have no clue whats goin on. my mother is the complete
opposite.. she hates musical movies and she dont sing nothin but
alabama and amazing grace. another thing i love to do is watch things.
i love looking out the window in the car. everythings so pretty. i wish
more people found the beauty in life. every little thing if thought of
in the right way can paint a pretty picture. i loved the trees when the
ice storm hit. they looked like glass.. all shiny and in the fall when
everythings red, orange and yellow omg. it makes me wish i was a
painter. of course this i dont like as much as cherry blossom trees.
omg they are really beautiful. and people. i love to sit and people
watch. not like a stalker but just watching.. wondering who they are..
what their dreams are. people are beautiful. i love it when a guy holds
the door open or offers you a seat. and when people help little old
ladies w/ their groceries. its what you do when you think no ones
watching that really counts. not many people sit outside under a nice
big tree and just appreciate (sp?) everything. like birds. i love
hearing birds sing. and the wind and the ocean. no matter how bad
everything gets you can always go sit under that tree all to yourself
and enjoy the world. this is something i wish i did more often. i wish
i got in touch with my more calm, earthy side. i just cant say enough
of how much i love everything. sometimes i wonder why people are even
here. we just work ourselves up and up the age ladder and then we die.
its all very tragic really. nobody ever gets anywhere. i know all i
ever want to do is go and go and meet more people and go more places. i
want to see things. most people are content with their back yard. but i
want to see paris and the rolling moors in ireland. the ancient temples
in india, the great wall of china, the african sahara, the pyramids in
egypt. theres so much out there. i wish more then anything i could go
to the far corners of the world and soak in as much beauty and ancient
wonders as i can. this is another thing i love.. history. i love the
big dresses, proper dances, castles and all that. i want to live like
that. caught in the olden days. where people didnt marry and divorce 20
times or have 5 kids w/ all different fathers or were attracted to
someone of the same sex. and you could let your kids roam the street
w/out worry of bad people. when sitting in front of the tv and getting
fat would never be acceptable. people werent fat then. unless they were
drunks. people are also very vain today too. always worried about what
they look like. who are they trying to impress?.. love is a very
confusing subject. i used to have very strict thoughts on the matter:
'you only have 1 person that is your true love. you only fall in real
love once in your life.. and that is w/ your true love. you cant know
love until you've experinced life.. which is pretty much untill your an
adult.' usually its the person thats been right there the whole time.
but now that i think i've seen it and believe i really do love someone.
(or maybe not i really dont know.) its different. maybe you can love
more then once just differently. im not really sure. i wish i knew what
it was like though, that way i could judge if i loved someone. im one
of those people thats gets so excited about something and i cant wait
but when it finally happens its dull. i expect so much that it ends up
letting me down when it turns out even just a little short of my
hopings. thats what im afraid of. if that if i really do live this
person (whom if you know me.. pry know who im talking about) theres not
a night that i dont dream of some life changing moment when he realizes
he loves me too and comes running to me and we live happily ever after.
one thing is that hes my best friend. and when best friends like each
other the last thing they want to do is ruin their current relationship
with a stronger relationship that they cant handle. and im not sure we
could handle a stronger one if it ever happened. its really quite
upsetting because it goes back to my strict thoughts on love which is:
you only have 1 true love. and what if its him and i wont give him a
chance because i dont want to get my hopes up. (which happen to already
by really up) which also happens to be one of the main dramas of my
live. i dont do anything because im afraid it wont be as good as i want
it too be. i really plainly dont do anything because im afraid. im
afraid if judgement, of ruining myself, somehow going against my
morals. idk. i refuse to be comfortable around any guy whatsoever. even
someone im friends w/ or is in my family. its an involuntary thing that
i just get choked up any time a guy talks to me. i think im gonna be
forced to be by myself forever. even when it comes to friends i feel
uncomfortable outside of my tiny (literally its not very big) circle.
omg even when im drunk im still a stiff. lol. omg. i think i need
help.. or i just need to go to bed and stop thinking and dream of
something other then my love fantasy. lol. -tiara
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