I'm not a wannabe. I'm who I wannabe.
our love likestepping on to a planesitting down in a carwalking on unknown land will either take us to where we belongor throw us into darkness
She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spar...
love is but an echo in her head
In the half light of morning, in a world between the sheets I swear I saw her angel wing, my vision was completefrom TIGHTROPE - Stone Roses
I'm not like themBut I can pretend
I don't wanna be a lover,I just wanna be your victim.
To share is precious, pure and fair.Don't play with something you should cherish for life. Don't you wanna care, ain't it lonely out there?
So you take her to the pictures,trying to become a fixture.Inch by inch trying to reach her,all the way through the second feature.Worrying about your physical fitness,tell me how you got this sicknes...
There's a girl in this dress,there's always a girl in distress.
But it's easier to say 'I love you',than 'Yours, sincerely' I suppose.