He's a lot like the rain.
He's refreshing and warm on a summer day.
And he's always in another place, just like the wind.
He's a lot like the fall
ever changing he moves along.
and his silence is colorful, just like the leaves.
He's changing me.
Just like the seasons he'll come around,
he's the beating in my heart now
just like the seasons he's never full
he's my own little miracle,
and I never want to let him go.
He's alot like the snow
he is gentle and beautiful
and his heart it almost never shows.
simple but bright, so bright.
He's the beating in my heart, soft and slow
moving in a simple light, it's beautiful
he's hiding the way, he doesn't know
we're in the same plave.
Just like the seasons he'll come around
he's the beating in my heart now
just like the seasons he's never dull
he's my own little miracle
and I never want to let him go
he's a lot like myself,
he's in love but he'd never tell.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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