REALLY the last song …

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i fell in love with you
even before the first time i saw your face
in my house, on the walls, under the bed, inside my head …
you were burned, scratched and forever etched
my endless love … i knew this love would never end

lol … i found the album on the drawing room table and i fell in love with him
i asked mummy about him, she said it was just a music show album, and that i couldnt see the movie. later ma said it was really a movie (and so i could actually see him) but i wasnt yet allowed to watch movies like that … i had to wait …
but (humme milna hi tha hum dum) so i went to ron’s house and they were watching a movie, i sat down to wait for her to get ready to come out and play … and suddenly there he was … not the same movie but the same smile … my endless love … (with a horrible df woman – i think always hated vijayta since then) … oh the madness of first love 😀

funny how i always liked RA though (but then she wasnt after him but the brother. she hurt him, but … 😉 young love is selfish … i didnt mind so much :D) and i still like her (she looks like mummy now)

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KATIE MELUA: The Closest Thing To Crazy

How can I think I’m standing strong?
Yet feel the air beneath my feet.
How can happiness feel so wrong?
How can misery feel so sweet?

How can you let me watch you sleep?
Then break my dreams the way you do.
How can I have got in so deep?
Why did i fall in love with you?

This is the closest thing to crazy
I have ever been.
Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.
This is the nearest thing to crazy
I have ever known.
But I was never crazy on my own.
And now I know
That there’s a link between the two,
Being close to craziness, and being close to you

How can you let me fall apart?
Then break my fall with lovin lies.
It’s so easy to break a heart,
It’s so easy to close your eyes.

How can you treat me like a child?
Yet like a child I yearn for you.
How can anyone feel so wild?
How can anyone feel so blue?

This is the closest thing to crazy
I have ever been.
Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.
This is the nearest thing to crazy
I have ever known.
I was never crazy on my own.
And now I know
That there’s a link between the two,
Being close to craziness, and being close to you

i was never crazy on my own …

i was never crazy on my own …

you’re the kaleidescope maker
you’re the juggler
you’re the sweetest thing
you’re the best i’ve ever seen

it’s a thrill
it’s a wonderfull feeling
it’s not because of you
it’s because of how you make me feel

it’s sweet …
but i’m diabetic

i still dont like a tease
and i still am to lazy to pretend

you make me short of breath,
and i have still miles to run …

summer’s setting
it’s autumn’s dusk

evening’s sober
get out the little black masks

take away evil thrills, though they might enchant
i have greater worlds to win. tonight’s my time to dance

words

sometimes, the more you feel, the less you can say
maybe feelings are like silt just below your throat?

for all my acclaimed integrity and scorn of the impure and lesser,
i am damn thrilled with the tokens 😀 Thank you!

I will pretend to myself they are real be enjoy the warmth of the thrill for a while
As long as there are no misconceptions, I dont mind pretences, as long as we both know we’re just playing