Thursday, November 27, 2008

happy thanksgiving



I pour out all the sand in my hand
And make beaches where oceans have met.
And if you bring your sandals then, I’ll tuck my boots in
we could prepare for our journey
yes you bring your eyes and I’ll bring my wit
we would be ready for anything.
But don’t forget your heart, babe.
We’ll need it for such a long trip
You’ll sweep the hair out my eyes
And I’ll kiss your lips
We would be ready for it all

Don’t get lost babe
I brought the map
From here to our happiness
Don’t get lost babe I said I brought the map
And X marks the spot.

My hands are open
My hands are cold
And you’d give the sun a run for its money
My heart is open
The world is so cold
And you’d give the sun a run for its money

Make the effort
Make the time
Fashion it in your hands
Go ahead, babe
Give it a try
Its not so hard to love

Its so easy
Why won’t you comply?
My eyes are so tired of crying
You say you’re not ready

No one ever is
It’s just life, babe
Give it a try.

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