25.4.09

where words fail, music speaks



She's staring at me. Im sitting wondering whats she's thinking. Nobody's talking cause talking just turns into screaming. And now its Im yelling over her, she yelling over me. All that that means is neither of us listening.

And whats even worse? We dont even remember why we're fighting. So both of us are mad for nothing. Fighting for nothing. Crying for nothing.

But we wont let it go for nothing, no not for nothing. This should be nothing to a love like what we got.

Baby I know sometimes its gonna rain. But baby can we make up now? Cause I cant sleep through the rain, cant sleep through the pain.

Girl I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. No I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. Oh no no ..

And it gets me upset. Girl when youre constantly accusing. Asking questions like you allready know. We're fighting this war, baby when both of us are losing. This aint the way love is supposed to go.

Whoa, what happened to working things out? We've fall into this place. Where you aint backin down, and I aint backin down. So what the hell do we do now? Its all for nothing. Fighting for nothing. Crying for nothing.

But we wont let it go for nothing, no not for nothing. This should be nothing to a love like what we got.

Baby I know sometimes its gonna rain. But baby can we make up now? Cause I cant sleep through the rain, cant sleep through the pain.

Girl I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. No I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. Oh no no ..

Baby this love aint gonne be perfect. And just how good its gonne be, we can fuss and we can fight. As long as everythings alright between us before we go to sleep, baby we're gonne be happy.

Baby I know sometimes its gonna rain. But baby can we make up now? Cause I cant sleep through the rain, cant sleep through the pain.

Girl I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. No I dont wanne go to bed mad about you. And I dont want you to go to bed mad about me. Oh no no ..

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I can put these lyric in my own experience and it would be so similiar to the ones written above. dont you have those days, where music exáctly says what you think without adding sum? aint it a blessing: where words fail, music speaks.

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