I'm still worried about your bruised legs. I wish I could carry you away and out from here.
Monday, March 02, 2009
You'll Never Find (I'm thinking of the Michael Buble version)
You'll never find, as long as you live
Someone who loves you tender like I do
You'll never find, no matter where you search
Someone who cares about you the way I do
Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby
But I'm the one who loves you
And there's no one else, no-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else
You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time
Someone to understand you like I do
You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme
All the magic we shared, just us two
Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby
But I know some how, some day, some way
You are (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
You'll never find another love like mine
Someone who needs you like I do
You'll never see what you've found in me
You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through
Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby
But there's no ifs and buts or maybes
You're gonna, You're gonna miss (miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin'
Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When I'm long gone
I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss
You'll never find, as long as you live
Someone who loves you tender like I do
You'll never find, no matter where you search
Someone who cares about you the way I do
Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby
But I'm the one who loves you
And there's no one else, no-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else
You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time
Someone to understand you like I do
You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme
All the magic we shared, just us two
Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby
But I know some how, some day, some way
You are (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
You'll never find another love like mine
Someone who needs you like I do
You'll never see what you've found in me
You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through
Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby
But there's no ifs and buts or maybes
You're gonna, You're gonna miss (miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin'
Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When I'm long gone
I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss
Saturday, February 28, 2009
What does it mean to be a man?
To smoke, to drink, to gamble, not think.
What does it mean to be a man?
To argue, to fight, to come home late each night.
What does it mean to be a man?
To play his games, climb the ladder tall, to shift the blame, let others fall.
What does it mean to be a man?
To hunt the girls so all can see, how big a dick he is metaphorically.
What does it mean to be a man?
To love his woman, to work each day, to live his life the best he may.
To put others first, to friends be free, to share his life, giving cheerfully.
To be truthful and honest, to be himself, whether that leads him to poverty or wealth.
To provide his kids, and be there too, to build them up, great deeds they'll do.
To fight for right and peace and truth, to protect the weak, the sad, and uncouth.
I wonder if we know what men are today and what men were designed to be.
It's easier to be the former. It takes a real man to be the latter.
To smoke, to drink, to gamble, not think.
What does it mean to be a man?
To argue, to fight, to come home late each night.
What does it mean to be a man?
To play his games, climb the ladder tall, to shift the blame, let others fall.
What does it mean to be a man?
To hunt the girls so all can see, how big a dick he is metaphorically.
What does it mean to be a man?
To love his woman, to work each day, to live his life the best he may.
To put others first, to friends be free, to share his life, giving cheerfully.
To be truthful and honest, to be himself, whether that leads him to poverty or wealth.
To provide his kids, and be there too, to build them up, great deeds they'll do.
To fight for right and peace and truth, to protect the weak, the sad, and uncouth.
I wonder if we know what men are today and what men were designed to be.
It's easier to be the former. It takes a real man to be the latter.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
In everything, my soul will bless the Lord
Through mountain top and valley low
Amidst pure delight and utmost sorrow
My soul will bless the Lord
Though give and take
Though my heart break
Through thick and thin
My soul will bless the Lord
For He is the master of my soul
And only through Him do I know
How to love and love I try
For while I was still in sin, for me He died
He guides my path
And lights the way
Provides me shelter
For each new day
I'll try to follow Him the best I can
At best, I'll fail like normal sinful man
So I give the Lord, all I can afford
So that in everything, I will bless the Lord
Through mountain top and valley low
Amidst pure delight and utmost sorrow
My soul will bless the Lord
Though give and take
Though my heart break
Through thick and thin
My soul will bless the Lord
For He is the master of my soul
And only through Him do I know
How to love and love I try
For while I was still in sin, for me He died
He guides my path
And lights the way
Provides me shelter
For each new day
I'll try to follow Him the best I can
At best, I'll fail like normal sinful man
So I give the Lord, all I can afford
So that in everything, I will bless the Lord
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 09, 2009
It's time to lock that little boy back into his cage again
The boy who grew up playing in drains and on fields
Who ate and laughed and where everything was only 5 minutes away
Who skinned his knees all the time and forgot where he put everything
Who loved without expecting anything in return and was happy to do so
Who always thought and still secretly believes that good would wins over all.
It's time to lock that part of him up and head over again
Where the smiles aren't as sincere
And the only hands held are stiff handshakes
Where the pantry isn't always stacked with food and drink
Where the food isn't homecooked and as satisfying
Where words are calculated and numbers are budgets
Where friendships are not for life and neither are wives
Where the houses aren't as crowded but have lesser memories
Where intelligence and cunning rule over kindness and compassion
I'm sorry you have to be locked up kid, but you can't survive out there.
Maybe one day someone will let you out again.
It's time to grow up again.
I don't want to lose you or that little boy.
The boy who grew up playing in drains and on fields
Who ate and laughed and where everything was only 5 minutes away
Who skinned his knees all the time and forgot where he put everything
Who loved without expecting anything in return and was happy to do so
Who always thought and still secretly believes that good would wins over all.
It's time to lock that part of him up and head over again
Where the smiles aren't as sincere
And the only hands held are stiff handshakes
Where the pantry isn't always stacked with food and drink
Where the food isn't homecooked and as satisfying
Where words are calculated and numbers are budgets
Where friendships are not for life and neither are wives
Where the houses aren't as crowded but have lesser memories
Where intelligence and cunning rule over kindness and compassion
I'm sorry you have to be locked up kid, but you can't survive out there.
Maybe one day someone will let you out again.
It's time to grow up again.
I don't want to lose you or that little boy.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
I'll be waiting for you baby
I'll be holding back the darkest night
Love is waiting til we're ready, til it's right
Love is waiting
I could right a million songs about the way you say my name
I could live a lifetime with you and then do it all again
and like I can't force the sun to rise or hasten summer's start,
neither should I rush my way into your heart
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
What Charles Means |
You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily. You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind. A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable. You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia. Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do. |
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
A fire that burns by itself warms no one.
And maybe if left alone too long, it might slowly die in the chill.
Still, I think that every flame has a specific purpose.
For if you put it next to some wool, that wool gets devoured by the flame
Or if you try to warm up a stone, your flame will burn itself out long before ,
You gotta wait for the right person to come by and choose to sit by you,
So, as for me, I keep shield that little flame from wind, rain and snow,
Whilst all my friends find the ones they share their flames with,
I hold onto it, through the pain and hurt,
Waiting for you.
And maybe if left alone too long, it might slowly die in the chill.
Still, I think that every flame has a specific purpose.
For if you put it next to some wool, that wool gets devoured by the flame
Or if you try to warm up a stone, your flame will burn itself out long before ,
You gotta wait for the right person to come by and choose to sit by you,
So, as for me, I keep shield that little flame from wind, rain and snow,
Whilst all my friends find the ones they share their flames with,
I hold onto it, through the pain and hurt,
Waiting for you.
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