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I was just thinking. . . . . .that Teitur has made some songs that are perfection.
I Was Just Thinking I was just thinking that I have been missing you for way too long There’s something inside this weary head that wants us to love just instead But I was just thinking, merely thinking I’ve got loads of pictures I’ve got the one of you in that dancing dress But man I feel silly in that dim light just after doing you by the sight of My Kodak delights I am sinking, merely sinking I think about long distance rates instead of kissing you babe I’m a singer without a song If I wait for you longer my affection is stronger I, I was just thinking and thinking, merely thinking That this boat is sinking Yeah I'm tired of postcards Especially the ones with cute dogs and cupids I'm tired of calling you and missing you And dreaming that I've slept with you Don't get me wrong I still desperately love you Inside this weary head I just want us to love, just instead But I was just thinking and thinking, merely thinking I think about long distance rates instead of kissing you babe And time is running me still If I wait for you longer my affection is stronger I was just thinking Babe, I was just thinking That I’m tired of calling you once a week And thinking of long distance rates instead of kissing you Baby I’m sinking, merely sinking You're The Ocean There’s too much sky, not enough blue There’s too many questions to why I love you There’s too many clouds, not enough sun The rain must fall on everyone I’m fire-you’re the ocean I’m energy-you’re the rhythm Love is somewhere in between What you believe and what you dream I’m just trying to make you mine You’re the ocean There’s too much doubt and not enough dare There’s too much decision everywhere There’s too much talk and not enough time Let’s close our eyes and not our minds I’m fire-you’re the ocean I’m energy-you’re the rhythm Love is somewhere in between What you believe and what you dream I’m just trying to make you mind You look for leads, I follow clues You love to win, I dare to lose Mostly you’re a mind game in my head You are earth, I am water I can give you what you’re after You can be the word…I can be the rhyme… There’s really nothing you can do You’re going where I’m going too Stay beside me, stay beside me I want you I’m fire-you’re the ocean I’m energy-you’re the rhythm Love is somewhere in between What you believe and what you dream I’m just trying to make you mine You’re the ocean Poetry and Airplanes There was a party last night, last night Cigarettes and empty bottles, empty bottles Better open up this window, this window Need some air to clear my head, clear my head Alone in these strange beds I think that I’ve traveled enough Poetry and Aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for love Tend to fall asleep in the fast lane, in the fast lane Sometimes sinking low in the high life, in the high life No more happy songs of heartbreak, oh’ heartbreak Or playing white knight misunderstood, misunderstood Alone in these strange streets I think that I’ve walked them enough Poetry and Aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for love Another night I lie awake In woken dreams of faith and fate Hope my love don’t come too late Hope my love don’t come too late Alone in these strange streets I think that I’ve walked them enough Poetry and Aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for love To Meet You It’s 5 miles ‘till I see my lover I guess you could say that she’s more than that I’ve been sat in this seat now for hours Reading my book like a map Yeah, these windows are crying And this train is dying to meet you And this train is filled with emotions That all make me think about you When we pass these old desert stations I wanna go there with you Yeah, It’s 4 miles and counting And my hands are shouting to meet you To meet you is fine For I know you’re all mind Waiting is nice I can think of her eyes These tracks can lead just to one place And your face that I’ll kiss and embrace when I meet you I’m wondering if you’ll ever come with me We could play husband and wife We could waltz around this globe and it’s mysteries And then rest 'til the end of our lives Yeah, it’s 2 miles and closing I’m overdosing in you To meet you… Yeah, these windows are crying And this train is dying To meet you | |
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