Wednesday 15 July 2009 photo 1/1
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You see, sometimes
I'm so tired of the words just running out
I mean, what is it worth, that funny, shaky feelin' inside.
Or that numb, warm, wonderful, confusion when you touch me
A poet, no, no I'm not a poet
But if I were, and if I had every word in the world at my command
What words would still be 'I love you'
I love you, so what can I say?
You're the song that I could not sing
And you're the picture I could not paint
And your love when the words slip away
And I love you, what can I say...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hA6hyifzyZY
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