Blue Lagoon

If i have to lay in this bed,
All by myself,for just one more night...

with thaughts of Blue Lagoons and
Gasping for air, She thinks of me....

Because she's just so close
But too far away, to express how i really feel.
The first weekend is coming tommorrow and 
She will make me scream for more.....

I'm dooing all I can, to keep
Satisfied, I have pictures, bracelets, and photos....

And my bed is so small, but feels so
imense without her soul next to mine....

Because she's just so close
But too far away, to express how i really feel.
The first weekend is coming tommorrow and 
I will make me scream for more.....




Never Let In

I beg of you don't let the love stop
Don't let me see it up on the mantle...
The dust collecting as my heart crash and shatter
Into a million bloody torn passionate pieces

For now the sun bleeds yellow
no horizon to be seen
For if that sun turns red
We will push back oh infinate time

For there are clouds as well
But these are made of white flake
A testement to the unity we share
when the snow does embank

There is no end in site less
this love end tragic
for the death of you will be
the end of me for i won't go on

This community we share is 
void of manipulation and for 
that we are lucky..for the harsh
wind outside was and will be never let in

For all is well in Dayton tonight
And so be it for Columbus
I will see you soon
Yes i will see that tender countence again....

Close Too You

I want to get close to you
I want to know all your secrets
I want to feel how you breathe at night
and I wnat you to know me

I want you to believe
every single word i say
I want you to be with me
every single hour of the day

Because you just cant have
enough of a good thing
endulge, go over the top
and don't worry about it
not being there
becuse my love just wont stop

I'm so deep into you
and I don't want to get out
In fact
I kinda enjoy it here

so mabie we could go somewhere
so far away no one will know who we are
so mabie we are already there
so here we are to stay

Old Beginnings

All I can see is white and blue
The sky is clear when im with you
There is no storm and yet no drought
When im with you there is no possibility

Of me ever coming clean
with my emotions or thaughts
facts figures of you and me
all alone togther again for the first time.....

Things just keep getting better and better
how can there be room for improvement
but she shows me something new
every other day i learn what a real love can be

If there was such thing as heaven
Im sure it would be part of her
for a girl just can't get more perfect
in my eyes shes divine

But there will never be intervention
Because there is no such thing
so its just me and her in the long run
making each other happy

and thats all that matters anyway......

For the Birds

And the birds came out to greet us
as we walked down your street
at 5 in the morning
we walked down your street.

You snuck in the back door
out behind your porch
so your parents wouldn't find out
so you you could be with me
and we could be togther
for just a little longer

As the birds came out to greet us
as we walked down your street
at 5 in the morning
we walked down your street

One of the first times i met you
I took you out in the field
and i showed you all the stars i knew
even though we didn't know each other
as the birds were standin there

Cuz they liked to come out and greet us
when we walked down your street
at 5 in the morning 
we walked down your street

Some times i would take you
home in my station wagon
and we would always kiss
for hours on end
untill my station wagon
started making funny noises
and my station wagon
was just like the birds

cuz they always came out to greet us
as we walked down your street
at 5 in the morning
we walked down your street

And I would walk home alone sometimes
and I would walk backwards
cuz you were there on the front porch
smilin back at me
wavin your hand
to say good night 
and as I walked home
The birds came out to greet me

Yea the birds came out to greet me
as I walked down your street 
at 5 in the morning
I walked down your street