| I can see clear to the mountains as I head up our old street I remember how we'd call in sick on days like these And turn the music up, roll the windows down and just d r i v e You talked me outta givin' up on myself so many times Convinced me to get in while I could, regrets hang heavy on the mind But you never doubted me, you kept pushing me
::perfect love:: drives out all fear
I'm LIM-ited, construction-infested hilliard, agape
fellowship, BK ((twice)), FISHel N and S ((G as well)), visits to the
old neighborhood fifth to the left, doubletime on 42 and 33, BarlowGirl
and James Blunt phone downloads, M.H.G. half naked, no A/C, unreliable corsicas, TacoBell, JULY4TH, BarlowGirl boombox repeats, missed turn on Cosgray ((by the huge
CVS)), Avery Road, My Fair Lady, Badmitton, Tuttle, getting wet for DMB, i see vehicles, ChCr, Jbyebye, shut my face, can I get
a taurusSE, SVU, I think I have a pickle for that, every light in the house is on, ecqual or leaser value ((RubyTuesdays)), tanning addicts, joshSQUARED, swimming everyday, and 744,962,521,801 gallons of gas.
i'd give anything to have that summer back
**just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry** |