I’ll talk but I know you won’t listen to me Oh, you wouldn’t say it but you wanted to Don’t look, don’t walk away while I am speaking I’ll take it, but I know it’s not for taking
The oneness someone of which you notice me I told you, do not follow what you couldn’t see Oh, I love you, I love you Some way, you will want it your way, sunrise So I would not be mistaken what I know is right Don’t be so funny with me, I’m not laughing Oh, I love you, I love you
Seems I got it wrong, I was chasing after something that was gone. To the black of night, now I know it’s not what I wanted at all, and you said something like, “All you want is all the world for yourself” But all I want is the perfect love, though I know it’s small, I want love for us all
And all I couldn’t sing, I would say it all, my life, to you. If I could get you at all. Trying to be something that I wasn’t at all.
Overusing the word love has got to be one of the worst habits I’ve come across. I love my family, but I love those earrings and I really those boots. I can’t, I can’t, I won’t !! We constantly fatigue this word to the point where loses all true meaning. I read somewhere once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand. Fifty words! The Eskimos had a hundred words for snow - really, for snow! I really wish I had a thousand words for love.
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Happy Friday with some Bobby Bland blues !! Headin’ back to O-town for the week. Gotta get ready for some delicious food, bikram yoga, bike riding with my dad, reuniting with my high school friends, christmas gift crafting, and a midnight showing of rocky horror !!
“I held out my hands and asked where I could help and somebody grabbed me and pointed me towards the future. He said, “you’ve got your work cut out for you.” And I said, “isn’t there anything easier?” He laughed and said “you could dig around in the past, but it’s just busywork.” And that made perfect sense so I shrugged & started right where I was, along with everyone else.”—Story People