dance floor anthem

Stop what you're doing

You don't wanna ruin

The chance that you got to

Find a new one

the finish line

When we learn how to fly, we forget how to walk

When we learn how to sing, don't wanna hear each other talk

the angel and the one

Sometimes I want a taste, but then I don't know what I'm saying.

hazy

What if I fall and hurt myself

Would you know how to fix me?

What if I went and lost myself

Would you know where to find me?

If I forgot who I am

Would you please remind me?

Cause without you things go hazy.

set fire to the rain

Sometimes it scares me how obsessive I am. I wonder if everyone is as secretly obsessive as I am, or if it's just me. I think it might just be me.

Have you ever noticed that when you first listen to an album it's extremely difficult to distinguish one song from another? I guess that is the definition of style after all. But as soon as you listen to the album over and over, you begin to individualize each song. The trained ear will eventually be able to spot the subtle nuances particular to each song and certain songs will speak to you more than others. It just takes time.

believe

We are all the same. Human in all our ways and all our pain.

for no one

Your day breaks, your mind aches, you find that all her words of kindness linger on when she no longer needs you. And in her eyes, you see nothing. No signs of love behind the tears cried for no one. A love that should have lasted years. You stay home, she goes out. She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone. She doesn't need him. You want her, you need her, and yet you don't believe her when she says her love is dead. You think she needs you.

hey love

Well in case you never noticed, the path you never chose has chosen you.

sodomy

The lyrics are the heartbreak. The melody is the hope.

grace

How sweet the sound

float on

Darling, I can't hear you. It is your voice I want to hear.

All I really want to do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can't say it after all we've been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And i will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

And she continued to use the voice of others.

if it kills me

I could listen to this song forever and ever.

sync

A heart full of words left unspoken
Now that we're through
I'd sell my soul to have this silence broken
Oh I thought she knew

beautiful

I love being up till early in the morning warm in my bed listening to beautiful acoustic music. I feel like I'm in my own little world. I love how music can make you feel such strong emotions.

I'm happy today. I'm in a good place.

Or maybe it's just the music talking.

fairytale

You want it all, dear

A life of fairy tales

You had it all, dear

I can't give you anymore

But I know what you need me to say

debate

So sing me something soft

Sad and delicate

Or loud and out of key

Sing me anything

I don't know what kind of a blog I want this to be.

I don't know if I'm ready to spill everything to the world.

It sounds so liberating.

And so vulnerable.

On my pasts blogs I would write the truth of my emotions.

Post it.

And then minutes later decide to make it private.

I don't think you can make posts private on this.

What am I afraid of?

I don't know.