Saturday, March 2, 2013

A Song About Her


She is the light in the dark,

She is mad-source of mine,

Where I’ll lean down my heart

She’s like the flowers in the spring,

There’s no reason I have

I long by her charm

I gazed upon the stars

When I tried to realize

That she was there, she was there,

She was there right in front of me

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

She’s glancing right through me now,

Freezing me into ice,

My eyes won’t even blink

She’s the mascot of grace

She stares through the sky

Even glaring the moon light

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

Dear Christmas angel, send this letter pass it to her just to let her know,

My humming bird, tweet this to her, tell her that I’m so in love with her

Just to find, whether she’s so in love with me too,

Cause she’s so amazing, she’s the queen of the night

                Down from her cheekbones to knees,

                She looks pretty she smiles,

                The way she turns me to haze, making me uneasy,

                She attracts the world,

                By her dulcet looked eyes,

                She is stopping the world to see her blissful face

                Won’t let her lip get a scratch,

                To keep her smile stay alive,

                To feel the breath of the eve of this beauty night

                Pour my tears to dust

                Turn my dreams to real,

                And now I’m getting to let her know

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