Friday, 12 November 2010

What You Mean To Me.

YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE
AND TOOK MY HEART WITHOUT PERMISSION
AND NOW GIVE IT BACK PLEASE
BECAUSE YOU'RE SUCH A TEASE.
TO ME.

YOU LOOK WITH SUCH INTENSITY
CAUSING MY KNEES TO BUCKLE TO THE GROUND
DON'T YOU EVEN REALISE?
IS IT SUCH A BIG SURPRISE
TO ME?

I WANT YOU EVEN THOUGH IT'S STUPID
THIS LONGING FOR YOU NEVER GOES AWAY
AND FOOLISH IT MAY SEEM
THIS IS WHAT YOU MEAN
TO ME.

BUT YOU ARE JUST A PHOTOGRAPH
SMILING BACK AT ME WITHIN A FRAME
DON'T REALLY KNOW YOU
OR THE MAGIC YOU DO
TO ME.

WHY DO I KEEP ON DREAMING
WHEN NO AMOUNT OF WISHING MAKES IT TRUE
THIS I'LL NEVER KNOW
YOU JUST BRING A GLOW
TO ME.

SO WHEN I'M OLD AND GREY
AND REMINISCING HAPPY TIMES RAKED FROM THE PAST
I'LL RECALL A MEMORY
HOW PERFECT YOU CAME TO BE
TO ME.

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