"She thinks I'm crazy
Judging by the faces that she's making
And I think she's pretty
But pretty is just part of the things she does that amaze me
And she calls me sweetheart
I love it when she wakes me when it's still dark
And she watches the sun
But she's the only one I have my eyes on
Tell me that you love me and it'll be alright
Are you thinking of me?
Just come with me tonight
You know I need you
Just like you need me
Can't stop, won't stop, I must be dreaming
And she moves in closer.
Whispering to me, 'I thought I told ya.'
And oh she's playing games now
And I've figured it out now that we're, now that we're closer
Two kids, one love
Who cares if we make it up?
Her voice is sweet sound
Our clothes lay on the ground
She moves in closer
Whispers, 'I thought I told ya'
Tell me that you love me and it'll be alright.
Are you thinking of me?
Just come to me tonight
You know I need you
Just like you need me
Can't stop, won't stop, I must be dreaming.
Remember the day when we started this
And she made the shape of my heart with her hands
We try to make some sense of it
But she called me on the phone and said...
Tell me that you love me and it'll be alright.
Are you thinking of me?
Just come with me tonight.
You know I need you, just like you need me.
Can't stop, won't stop, I must be dreaming.
Go on and tell me that you love me and it'll be alright
Are you thinking of me?
Just come to me tonight
And she moves in closer
Can't stop, won't stop, I must be dreaming"
-The Maine, I must Be Dreaming
I'm making a mix as we speak and that's the first song because it's fucking awesome. It's funny how music has this power over us as human beings. Lyrics and melodies have this hold on our hearts and our souls. It can lift you up or tear you down and I love that about music. Memories flow forth from the soothing or crashing or rhythmic pulse of the song. I think we over look that sometimes. This mix I'm making, the songs on it represent what I feel right now for someone. It's funny how people I've never met seem to steal the thoughts and the love and the words right out of my mouth.
No comments:
Post a Comment