No matter how high I climb
I just can’t seem to touch the sky
No matter how far I go
I cannot see the end of the road
No this isn’t just another sad love song
This is me, telling you exactly how it’s gonna be
Baby we’ll never reach the highest sky
And baby, we’ll never see the end of the road
Cause you and me, you just have to see
Yeah honey this is what i know
We’ll go on forever, and ever
and than, a little further we’ll go!
I’m not asking you to tell me what’s wrong or what’s right
I’m not asking you to tell me what’s up or what’s down
I’m just askin’ you to hang with me tonight, baby, stick around!
Today: Free Concert at Boulder Coffee
Star gazing from atop the Planatarium after dark
Perhaps watch the king shows this evening. (If AK is not too tired from her trip back to the States)
It’s kind of funny. I have never really been that much of a planner. Col always seemed to be the one coming up with ideas and things to do while we are together. It was yet another thing that I had admired about her. It made her so fun and exciting to be around. Nonetheless, over the past few weeks, I have really gotten into the idea of finding new things to do.
I truly enjoy having an answer when asked; “Any ideas as to what to do today?”
I am still amazed at the ways my life has been affected by CMK.
I just put in a bid on Elvis Costello and Bob Dylan Tickets, as they are coming to my town and I would like to see Costello. I plan on taking the friend that has been joining me on my recent musical outings. I will also be bringing my father and his girlfriend. Funny thing is, I wouldnt have heard his music if it had not been for the hours CMK spent burning music for me one weekend.
It puts a smile on my face whenever I hear a song, or an artist that she turned me on to. Because it is just a small symbol of what happened to my life when she entered it.
This is my time for exploration. It is time for me to find the things that I am passionate about. This the time in my life where I am spending so much time on the improvement of self, that I hope to have little time to worry about what others are doing.
From time to time she still enters my mind. But lately, she leaves it quickly as well. That is progress. I’m falling out of love, slowly. I am slowly recognising that admiration is not in and of itself equal to love.
Thank you for the surprise! People are brought into our lives at the exact right moment! Thank goodness I got my ass out of bed on Saturday!
I don’t think I ever realized how little credit I give myself until the past two weeks. I always know I deserved to be treated well. But few and far in-between were the people who would go out of there way for me.
Someone did that for me tonight and reminded me that I am not supposed to be the only one giving. I am allowed to have good things in my life. I felt truly cared for tonight. And although friends can’t take all the pain away right now, they are trying their damnedest to distract me. I was beginning to think I didn’t deserve to be treated like that.
Thank you for that! Perhaps real friends are out there.
Let it go!
You are my:
Jean Jacket Partner
Irish Boy Bar Partner
Easter Sunday Fish Fry Partner
“Drive” Partner
Four Bottle of Wine Partner (ouch)
Tree Branch Running Over Partner
Sweat Pant Finding Partner
Baby Hair Dressing Partner
Weed Vase Partner
Roasted Nut Partner
Nacho Partner
Hat Partner
Couch Partner
Kissing Partner
Cheese and Cracker Partner
Step Back Partner
Shower Partner
Wasabi Pea Partner
Phone Partner
Lyrics Partner
Camping Partner
Dart partner
Walking Partner
Drinking Partener
Kiss Scouting Partner
Singing Partner
Hummus Partner
Cuddling Partner
Sabers Gear Shopping Partner
Will you be my forever…….
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go, I’m standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye.
But the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn, the taxi’s waiting He’s blowing his horn.
Already I’m so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go.
‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
There’s so many times I’ve let you down, so many times I’ve played around,
I tell you now they don’t mean a thing.
Every place I go I’ll think of you, every song I sing I’ll sing for you,
when I come back, I’ll bring your wedding ring.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go.
‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,
then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come when I won’t have to leave alone,
about the times I won’t have to say:
kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go.
‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
These are the words that I think in my mind every minute when you are near me. Every time I put my fingers through your hair and those three words try to force them selves out from between my lips.
Why do we fight this so much. We are cautious. We are concerned for ourselves as well as each other.
Perhaps someday I will allow the words to spill from my mouth once I know without a doubt that I will not hurt you. I won’t tell you how I feel until I know it is okay.
Damn.
“If there’s a prize for rotten judgement,
I guess I’ve already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That’s ancient history,
Been there
Done that
Who’d ya think you’re kidding?
He’s the earth and heaven to ya
Try to keep it hidden, honey we can see right through ya
Girl ya can’t conceal it
We know how you’re feelin’, who you’re thinking of
No chance, no way, I won’t say it, no no
You swoon, you sigh
Why deny it, uh oh
It’s too…clich©
I won’t say I’m in love
(Oooooh ooooh oooh)
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when ya start out
My head is screaming “get a grip, girl!”
“Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out!” Ooooh oooh
You keep on denying
Who you are and how you’re feelin’
Baby, we’re not lying, hone we saw ya Hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown up
When ya gonna own up that ya got, got, got it back?
Woah
No chance, no way, I won’t say it, no no
Give up, give in
Check the grin, you’re in love!
Your doing flips read our lips your in love
You’re way off base
I won’t say it
Get off my case
I won’t say it
No chance, no way, I won’t say it, no no
Give up, give in
Check the grin, you’re in love!
The scene wont play
I won’t say I’m in love
Your doing flips read our lips your in love
You’re way off base
I won’t say it
Girl, don’t be proud, it’s ok, you’re in love
No chance, no way, I won’t say it, no no
Give up, give in
Check the grin, you’re in love!
The scene wont play
I wont say I’m in love
Ooooooh
At least out loud
I won’t say I’m in….love”
| I am thinking it’s a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images and When we kiss they’re perfectly alignedAnd I have to speculate That God himself did make us into Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces From the clay True, it may seem like a stretch When you were out there on the road They will see us waving from such great heights I’ve tried my best to leave That frankly will not fly They will see us waving from such great heights |
Just a little excerpt from a great Crossfade song:
I can’t be held responsible
This is all so new to me
Just when I think I’m invincible
You come and happen to me
And sings it back to you when you have forgotten the words!
There are few people who I can say this about. That is as it should be however. A handful of true friends is far better than a laundry list of those who meerly call themselves friends.
Jennifer- “wrong word syndrome?”
Tracey- “Stop looking at me, and sing the damn song!”
Mom- “And what would people think if you got up there and sang like that?”
A persons voice says so much about them. My voice tell people when I am sad, serious, happy, convicted, overwhelmed… etc. I have never spent much time, or given too much energy to though though of doing something with my voice until recently. I guess, in the long run, I don’t want to wake up one day and wish I had tried.
As a girl I would sing for sporting events, and other random activities. I sang in-front of people in Florida at 18. And then, I just stopped. I stopped singing in public because I began to wonder what people were saying or thinking. And recently, over the past two months, I have sang more than I ever had.
Do I think this could take me somewhere? No, but it sure is a whole lot of fun!
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