Sunday, November 18, 2007

You're nowhere near.

Do you know how I feel?
How I feel about you?
Do you know this is real?
How I feel around you?

When I see you look at me
I'm not sure of anything
All I know is when you smile
I believe in everything
Do you know how I dream?
How I dream about you?
Do you know how I feel?
Do you know...

Do you know how I feel?
How I feel about you?
Doesn't take much to tell
That I love, oh, I...

Everyone is here, but you're nowhere near
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I wish I weren't so passive in terms of relationships with the opposite sex. I don't want to keep running away.


"So, my Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton."

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