I'm standing at the corner
My backs against the wall
I think that you are fine
wishin you were mine
Thinkin bout the things we'd do
imagine what life would be....
with you---
(but)
We weren't meant to be
Your love's too cold for me
I can't get your heart
You not even playing hard
to get
i'm just so not meant for this
just unlucky
at the prom from my corner
you seem to be alone
like you're looking for someone
was gonna make a move
then you turned around and smiled
i thought you were lookin at me
then he came (i guess)
_in progress
words by jamest 2008 0213-005-005
About Me
- JamesT
- JamesT is an artist both with words and color, writing colorful poems and lyrics from his heart, the essence that drives him to strive on day to day, the fuel that burns within his heart. From eyes that capture to hands that procure. This is what the lyricist and painter hopes to achieve in this lifetime that only last once. I want to: Climb the toughest mountain, beat the roughest river, cross the highest bridge, dive the deapest ocean, fall from the endless atmosphere these, the dreams of a man who seek to find what cannot be found but in the journey every step brings thrills and challenges.
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