| The Other Me | |||||||||||||||
| (June 13th 2002) | |||||||||||||||
| I was thinking about you, Just the other day. And why I can't get rid of, Every little thing you say. Why can't I just get over you, Like the girls that came before. Every time I hear the phone, Or hear someone at the door. I just sit there and hope, That it's you on the other side. These feelings are tearing me, And ripping me from my pride. I used to be able to just, Put aside anything that hurt me. But somehow you have ahold, You got my heart, it's not free. You are keeping me prisoner, A prisoner of your sweet love. So why is it so hard just to fly, Fly away just like a free dove? I sit and ask myself that everyday, And I finally got the answer. I was sitting there thinking, Long ago, about how we were. Well, if you remember correctly, You remember everything I don't. When I would quit, you say press on, And you say yes, when I say I wont. The truth is, is that our souls, Are bound by a love so strong. That no sword, axe, or person, Could make the bond go wrong. That is the best and most special, Thing to happen to me these days. Both our lives have been suffering, But to each other we give praise. We encourage each other not to give in, And to hold on until the very end. And the other is always right behind, Making sure they always have a friend. You complain when I need to listen. You listen when I need to complain. I am your knight in shining armor, And you are my most beautiful dame. The truth is that we have always been there, And the other doesn't have to ask. We know what each other is going through, So to explain would be a useless task. You succeed everywhere I fail, I choose when you wont choose. So we can do anything under the sun, When our two true, loving hearts fuse. |
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