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Sheryl Crow has a song called, "A Change Will Do You Good". I agree. Words to live by. I'm still looking for happiness. Still trying to find my true calling. Silly huh? I might as well say I'm trying to find myself. Ha ha that's always funny. Oh god what was that movie? Where the guy was like, "I don't even know who I am". And he was crying ....
Something cool is happening. My kids are learning how to play Pac Man and Rally -X. They really like the race cars. Oh yeah, and Dig. Emily is good at that.
So I was looking at the Counting Crows bboard and a woman said she wanted to use the song Closer To You for her wedding song. I don't even think I've heard it but the lyrics are sweet...
come a little closer if you can
just forget your fears
come to me
cause where I want to be
is closer to you
put your little hand into my hand
throw off this disquise
come to me
cause I just want to be
closer to you
I'm oh so tired of this awefull fight
cant get by without you
I dont know how I'm gonna be alright
But Im all messed up
ya im all messed up
ya I am
dont you wish we were younger
these things go to fast
come to me
because I used to be
closer to you
Oo come to me cause
I *need* to be
closer to you
The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing
There's someone in this crazy world for me
The way that people come and go through temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know
I used to say "No promises, let's keep it simple"
But freedom only helps you say goodbye
It took a while for me to learn that nothing comes for free
The price I paid is high enough for me
I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find
So here I am with pockets full of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me tonight
I'm wide awake at 4 a.m. without a friend in sight
I'm hanging on a hope but I'm all right
Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that’s pretty clever don’t you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.
You’d kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror, you’re turning into something you are not.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Drying up in conversaton, you will be the one you cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They’re the ones who’ll hate you when you think you’ve got the world all sussed out
They’re the ones who’ll spit at you. you will be the one screaming out.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
It’s the best thing that you’ve ever had, the best thing that you’ve ever, ever had.
It’s the best thing that you’ve ever, the best thing you have ever had has gone away.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry
Ever know somebody who is always making up lame excuses? You tell them why their excuse is not valid but they keep coming up with more excuses. Is this pathelogical or something? It's so difficult to talk to people like this. They keep making stuff up and they believe it themselves so you can't say otherwise. I surrender. Whatever you say. I believe you. Just stop talking to me.