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 | robbingnovember (profile) wrote,
on 7-24-2003 at 11:25pm |
Current mood: weird/ scared
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I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot.
Now I know all the wrong turns and stumbles and falls brought me here.
And where was I before the day
that I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it every day.
And I know
that I am, I am,
I am the luckiest.
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
in a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike,
would I know?
And in a wide sea of eyes,
I see one pair that I recognize.
And I know
that I am, I am,
I am the luckiest.
I love you more than I have
ever found a way to say to you.
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep.
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away.
I'm sorry
I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong,
that I know that I am, I am
I am the luckiest.
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blueyed | 07-25-03 9:55am
that is so beautiful.
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| Anonymous | 07-26-03 12:06pm is this song lyrics? im confused. s
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Anonymous | Re:, 07-27-03 6:36pm wait who is this.. and yes they are song lyrics.. haha i wish i was this poetic
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