Thursday, June 24, 2010

I think it might be a good day.

Last night I went to bed with this song in my head:

Can we pretend that airplanes
in the night sky
are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now.
(wish right now, wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
in the night sky
are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now.
(wish right now, wish right now)


But then I woke up with this:
In your ocean, I'm ankle deep.
I feel the waves crashin' on my feet.
It's like I know where I need to be,
but I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out
just how much air I will need to breathe
when your tide rushes over me.
There's only one way to figure out.
Will ya let me drown, will ya let me drown?

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
to touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful.
Oh, something beautiful.

And the water is risin' quick,
and for years I was scared of it.
We can't be sure when it will subside, 
so I won't leave your side, no I can't leave your side 
In a daydream, I couldn't live like this.
I wouldn't stop until I found something beautiful.
When I wake up, I know I will have,
no, I still won't have what I need.

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
to touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful.
Oh, something beautiful.

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