| Around Every Corner You stalk me at every turn, You're in my every thought, I close my eyes, I lie in bed, and yet you're always there. The thought of you, it frightens me. I know not what to do. I fear that which I do not know, in otherword my destiny, The future we may have together make my emotions twist, The joy of something exciting lies within all of this. To some you're nothin' special, you're like the french fry on the floor, but to me you're special and unique, my 3-dollar bill in my drawer I'll sit in my dreaming of you and you alone. But no matter how I fight it your image stays more and more You act like you don't know that you're following my every move. Maybe you're right, but, I'm seldom wrong When I turn myself around, Will I find you there? When I crawl upon this dirty floor, are you the breeze that blows my hair? Our future together seems hopeless, Cause we don't know what to say. Forget the past and lets move on, conversation never was important anyway. One day you'll be my shelter, you'll save me from the cold. But maybe, isn't it the saving, that seems to be so old? |