I am reduced to posting songs that currently hit home, for lack of time (and motivation, and writer's block, blah blah blah) to actually write about latest stuff...
so anyways...
I just want everything she's got
You look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
Tell me what makes her so much better than me
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can't remember when it was me
And now you don't feel the same
I remember you would shiver everytime I said your name
You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes
Now you don't care I'm alive
How did we let the fire die
That made you smile
That made you laugh
Even if it makes you happier than you have ever been,
Oh me that was your world (me)
Your kind of girl
Nothing about me has changed
That's why I'm here wondering
:When It Was Me, Paula Deanda:
- living. working. loving. praying. laughing. playing.
- random, quirky, weird, wonderfully complicated,energy-absorber, saccharinely-sweet, princessy-brat, perky-bitch, intuitive to the point of freaky-psychic, forever an island girl, climbing walls, stringer of words, paint dabbler, picture-taker, gimmick-thinker, perpetual organizer, proponent of simple joys, amateur tag-liner, meandering old soul, a google girl, a closet martha stewart/emily post, the best coffee-maker and a spa-addict.
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