Sitting on the couch Outside the dressing room. Baby, you walk in and make my heart go boom. You ask me what I think, but you know what I’m bout to say. No matter what you wear, you take my breath away.
The burning desire to protect you The fire inside driving me towards you This power you've given me is known by few This love you have for me; to me is so new You hold the key to my heart, my fire, my power, my balance Simple words on paper do not do you justice However, I must make these simple insignificant words suffice So that my love for you may be known to its full extent I must make you more than just content!
My heart My heart Can't call out to Something that isn't there It won't call out Into the unknown You left me there You left me there to die How can I forgive? Oh God! Save me! Oh God! Save us! This isn't my time This isn't the place Hell hath no fury Like a broken heart!! My heart can't call out My heart won't call out
Pressure in my head Pressure in my heart All this pressure from society Is tearing me apart. They try to tell me what to want. Try to tell me who to be. Starting to feel like freedom's Just a fallacy. If I can't be by your side With a thought to call my own, Maybe it's time for me to leave. Maybe I'm better off alone. I thought I'd miss your kiss. I thought I'd miss your smile. And I won't lie, They cross my mind every once in a while. But then I remember who I am. I remember who I want to be. and I remember how good it feels When the pressure's off of me.
Thought about it as lyrics but there might not be enough flow in the end. What do you guys think?
To the stars, a wish I make, A sweet and hoped not bitter lie. Aloud to no one else I take, Aloud alone by night I cry. Forevers strong unrelinquished love - As sweet as a sleeping rose, With all the care of a gentle dove, My heart to you I must empose, To lie with you is now a dream but sweet, Just so far as a cold mountain peak. My mind and heart intensely beat, Alas the thought of you I seek. Along fair love, I dream of you soon, After the death of the unrelenting moon.
Random Shakespearean sonnet - when you get bored I guess... written a long time ago.