Many prophets preach on bended knees.
Many clerics wasted wine.
Do the bloodied sheets on those cobbled streets
mean I have wasted time?
Are there silver shores on paradise?
Can I come in from the cold?
I killed a man in a far away land, my enemy I'm told.
I really want you to really want me
but I really don't know if you can do that.
(I really want you)
I know you want to know what's right
but I know it's so hard for you to do that.
(I really want you)
Time's running out as it often does
and often dictates if you can't do that.
(I really want you)
Fate can't break this feeling inside,
that's burning up through my veins.
I really want you, I really want you,
I really want you now.
No matter what I say or do,
the message isn't getting through,
and you're listening to the sound of my breaking heart.
I really want you, I really want you.
Is a poor man rich in solitude?
Or when mother earth complained?
Did the beggar pray for a sunny day but Lady Luck for rain?
They say a million people bow and scrape
to an effigy of gold.
I saw life begin and the ship we're in
and history unfold.
I really want you to really want me
but I really don't know if you can do that.
(I really want you)
I know you want to know what's right
but I know it's so hard for you to do that.
(I really want you)
Time's running out as it often does
and often dictates if you can't do that.
(I really want you)
Fate can't break this feeling inside,
that's burning up through my veins.
I really want you, I really want you,
I really want you now. No matter what I say or do,
the message isn't getting through,
and you're listening to the sound of my breaking heart.
No matter what I say or do,
the message isn't getting through,
and you're listening to the sound of my breaking heart.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
This sums it up pretty well...
Posted by Drew at 10:40 AM
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2 comments:
Is this another song lyrics?
yeah, "I really want you" by James Blunt
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