to kill this
06/21/06, 07:22 AM
and i would give anything to see that smile again,
to make your eyes shine
that natural glow from within.
i would severe any limb
for you to bite your lip
and shed that smile.
and i know sometimes
i scare, i hurt, i worry you
but at the end of every day
there's no one else that either of us would run to.
and sometimes my mind
likes to be scared and unsure
likes to trip over the floor,
nervous of its own pulse...
wondering, who i'd run to,
what i'd do, if i couldn't rely on you.
but i fight it, yeah i've fought it,
and i've won.
when i lie in bed, before sleep,
i think to myself
"i've never been so completely in love"...
enough that i would give up every sunrise
if it meant i'd see it in your eyes.
just to make you smile,
yeah that'll never go,
well that quick flash of teeth,
will never go out of style,
out of style for me.
these arms were meant
to wrap around your waist,
these lips are yours to kiss,
this tongue no other's to taste.
the softest brush of fingertips,
and the strongest clasp of hands,
what a world we never though we could create,
taking this, oh taking this chance.
to make your eyes shine
that natural glow from within.
i would severe any limb
for you to bite your lip
and shed that smile.
and i know sometimes
i scare, i hurt, i worry you
but at the end of every day
there's no one else that either of us would run to.
and sometimes my mind
likes to be scared and unsure
likes to trip over the floor,
nervous of its own pulse...
wondering, who i'd run to,
what i'd do, if i couldn't rely on you.
but i fight it, yeah i've fought it,
and i've won.
when i lie in bed, before sleep,
i think to myself
"i've never been so completely in love"...
enough that i would give up every sunrise
if it meant i'd see it in your eyes.
just to make you smile,
yeah that'll never go,
well that quick flash of teeth,
will never go out of style,
out of style for me.
these arms were meant
to wrap around your waist,
these lips are yours to kiss,
this tongue no other's to taste.
the softest brush of fingertips,
and the strongest clasp of hands,
what a world we never though we could create,
taking this, oh taking this chance.