Friday, August 08, 2014

Country song without music*

I wish that I loved you
In the way that you want
I wish I felt for you, 
In a way that I can't
But I look in your gentle eyes
And I feel love,  it's true
But not how you want it,
And I can't lie to you.

You've been beside me in joy,
In sadness and pain
If I lived my life over
You'd be there again
But I look in your gentle eyes
And I feel love,  it's true
But not how you want it,
And I can't lie to you.

I hold you and feel good
We talk and we laugh
We smile and share stories
Together we're daft
But I look in your gentle eyes
And I feel love,  it's true
But not how you want it,
And I can't lie to you.
Not how you want it
And I won't lie to you

*this is actually a lyric in my head,  so I'm giving it a new tag. A slow sad country song.*** If you can come up with a tune,  please do. Let me know.  And if you get rich,  feel free to subsidise** my breadline existence (which is already much better than that of some)

**you could do this by either personally decorating,  or arranging the decoration of my flat by somebody faintly competent. Ideally not in old lady wallpaper...

***it also roughly fits to the tune of "the black island"

Anyway,  no excessive profits to be made without me ceasing to live in squalor.

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