I find myself thinking Wondering how it could be If I never loved Would you care about me I find myself drifting Off to the sky The same blue we share I'm wondering why So tell me how I could relinguish this pain This pleasure to love that could rust in the rain So tell me how I can stop loving you more Please tell me sooner or I'd have to fall. So tell me how I can hold back this name I hold so dearly I might go insane So tell me how I can let you go too To find something else when I'm thinking of you. To find something else when I'm thinking of you.
I hear it in my head as some kind of old country folk song thats quite cool. A little jazzy, but country. That was instictively written, also means I wrote it on the spot. I'm turning into Fuzi! so in love, only I don't know with what. WHAT?! I don't know what or who I'm in love with? (well, if you can call it love)
I find myself drifting into that fog I once knew, that old mist of memory we had. I can't stop thinking of Wednesday when I can get my mind off you, or so I think.
2 seconds worth of precious thoughts. Just my guitar and me. Well, its a tuesday and I'm off to sleepp before I doze off presenting in class tomorrow.
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