her paris dreams had become jersey jaded
but she held onto the romance at heart
after all you can take the dreams out of the girl
but you'll never stop the girl from being a dreamer
and its the beautiful things in the world
that were close to her heart
and it was the beauty inside her that counted
and she was a field of stars in the night
she was a dreamer and a lover
she was summer and joy
she had paris dreams that were as big as the sky
she had paris dreams as warm as her heart
alive with every breath her dreams lived for her
and she for them
her paris dreams will never really die
they are sunshine
even jaded they are beautiful

"Ello,
Welcome to America."
Is what we would say to them.
"I'M YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN!!"
Is what the obsessed would say.
"Who the hell are you?"
Is what haters would say.

****, why you gotta be so rude

The saddest thing
Isn't not having friends
But thinking you do
When really *you don't

W hisper your sweet nothings in my ear
H old me ever close and never let me go
I n your every kiss, I melt so completely
S oft and tender, your lips taste so sweet
P assions flames, burn in us eternally
E venings when the moons out and full
R oses and wine, a picnic basket for two

O h my precious love, I'm glad your mine
F or you're the man I always prayed for

L ove and laughter ours, to have and hold
O h what a true blessing you've been
V elvet soft kisses as passions fuel fires
E ternailly with our souls, love whispers