Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Everything You Want

I’ve got this dream

It’s reoccurring

You talk to me

Without a sound.

These voices, whispers

Keep on coming

From everywhere

Except your mouth.

 

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite done,

Being everything you want

Step up to the microphone

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ear

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite ready,

Being everything you want.

Step up to the microphone,

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ears.

 

I’ve got this voice

But you can’t hear it

You count the ways

You change my mind

Your eyes, your hands

They keep on stirring,

The emotions

Behind our sighs.

 

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite done,

Being everything you want

Step up to the microphone

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ear

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite ready,

Being everything you want.

Step up to the microphone,

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ears.

 

Shh…

Shh…

I promised I would make this go away.

I would make them the truth,

But I forgot what you said that was.

I can’t keep track of what you said that was.

 

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite done,

Being everything you want

Step up to the microphone

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ear

Don’t look, just yet,

I’m not quite ready,

Being everything you want.

Step up to the microphone,

I can’t hear your troubles from in my ears.

 

I’ve got this dream it’s reoccurring

You talk to me without a sound…

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