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mccreadyisgod
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An old song, perhaps worth sharing...
I'm here and you're here, but location isn't everything
And seeing you twice a week is not the same
My friends say I'm crazy for waiting and waiting
I'm too young to be too old for this game
We talk about music and we talk about movies
And we talk about your boy friend
And the whole time I'm thinking just how amazing
You make me so happy, I can't defend
Just like Kodachrome, you bring out the colors
By the lake, or the river, or New York City
And I'm wondering, what are you doing now?
I just hope that you know that I care
And you let me in, just to retreat
And I wonder, just what should I do?
Should I wait for you to come to me
Or take a chance and come to you?
The things worth having are worth fighting for
And I'm fighting for time spent with you
What are you fighting for? Will you fight for me?
Let's not fight. We've got better things to do.
Maybe you're not my forever
You're changine, I'm changing as well
But you make me feel real I would make you feel loved
We'll see what tomorrow will tell
I'm here and you're here, but location isn't everything
And seeing you twice a week is not the same
My friends say I'm crazy for waiting and waiting
I'm too young to be too old for this game
We talk about music and we talk about movies
And we talk about your boy friend
And the whole time I'm thinking just how amazing
You make me so happy, I can't defend
Just like Kodachrome, you bring out the colors
By the lake, or the river, or New York City
And I'm wondering, what are you doing now?
I just hope that you know that I care
And you let me in, just to retreat
And I wonder, just what should I do?
Should I wait for you to come to me
Or take a chance and come to you?
The things worth having are worth fighting for
And I'm fighting for time spent with you
What are you fighting for? Will you fight for me?
Let's not fight. We've got better things to do.
Maybe you're not my forever
You're changine, I'm changing as well
But you make me feel real I would make you feel loved
We'll see what tomorrow will tell
...and if you don't like it, you can suck on an egg.
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It's 2:30 in the morning, and I sit.
I want to call, but it seems so stupid
To need anyone like I need you now.
I can't let you be responsible
For my happiness and well-being
It's not fair to either of us.
And if I called, you would answer
And I would have nothing to say
And you would be scared...
I don't want to frighten you.
But I frighten myself
Because you make me so happy
How could I let someone have that?
And you lay somewhere asleep
With your fingers on my happy-switch
And if you sneeze, I could smile or cry.
I love you, so dream a happy dream
In the morning I'll pretend I don't care
But tonight I need you.
Hello, good night, fare well.
I like your enthusiasm/optomism...
Maybe I will.