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It's my Birthday on Sunday, and I just want one thing For you to call me, You're the best at giving gifts I'll hold out for "someday"
By Frankie Martinelli4 years ago in Poets
Two steps around The Moon This galaxy is nothing compared to the sight of you I'm in the atmosphere You promised me you'd be here
Too many times you've been crying When you know damn well You should be flying Everything feels like some big adventure
Never in my life have I been so defeatist I've not heard your voice in a week, and it turns out I need it Still got a thirst for you,
Like a Mouse falling prey to a Cheetah I felt you coming, but I didn't see you Sorry I made you wait For all that time You said you can't swim,
Love makes you go crazy That may be true, but at least I'm not complacent, and if I remember rightly You were not complaining
I know I'm not allowed to mention her, and I don't want to anyway, cause I know the things she says to you Somehow carry more weight,
Our love Battered by the elements Me? I'll never hold another again We made perfect sense The perfect picture through a forever lens
Where are you? Wondering the streets 3 AM, and you called me It's no bother, baby keep your nose clean To keep her happy
I'll stand outside your house Even though it's pitch black out It makes me feel as if we're still close I'll stand outside your house
Not into the days when it rains Who can blame you? I'm determined to sleep my way through Saturday I've got nothing else to do
Oh yeah, Why don't we talk? What's important now may not always be important anymore I'll still be here... Picking you up off the floor
