Saturday, December 19, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Butterfly
Sometimes I wish, I was a butterfly,
To fly free, from place to place.
To make a decision,"I want to go away."
I would spread my wings and go...
Fly through the breeze,
In the air above the ocean,
I'd sit on the sea, follow the waves.
I would fly to the trees,
Nap in the breeze.
If I were only a butterfly,
I could spread my arms,
Wings would appear.
I could follow my every whim,
Go toward the sun,
Until my wigs got heavy.
I'd soar a little more.
I would find a field of wildflowers,
A pretty little spot,
I'd drop down,
Land on the perfect flower,
Till I want to fly once more...
To fly free, from place to place.
To make a decision,"I want to go away."
I would spread my wings and go...
Fly through the breeze,
In the air above the ocean,
I'd sit on the sea, follow the waves.
I would fly to the trees,
Nap in the breeze.
If I were only a butterfly,
I could spread my arms,
Wings would appear.
I could follow my every whim,
Go toward the sun,
Until my wigs got heavy.
I'd soar a little more.
I would find a field of wildflowers,
A pretty little spot,
I'd drop down,
Land on the perfect flower,
Till I want to fly once more...
Saturday, December 12, 2009
trouble
He says
he likes my moods,
like others have done befor
My heart yeans for it too,
I wont be picked apart
Saw his face in a crowded room
Drunks and skunks all around
I saw him,
his eyes shined to mine,
he saw my light
I tell ya burning bright,
He says he like my moves
thinks I so smooth
he is too
Trouble, trouble,
found me a double
Dares me to show him,
Truth, Faith,
Art, Time,
He listens
gives me hope,
sees me for what I am,
no longer lost and lonly
I'm found again,
he rizes my sperit
I leave the pain behind,
He says, he likes my,
attitude says,
I'm badass,
makes me want to think fast
he like my mood.
If I could I would,
eat him with a spoon
I was dancing in a croud,
he made me feel like,
we were in an empty room
www.myspace.com/farrahmoan
he likes my moods,
like others have done befor
My heart yeans for it too,
I wont be picked apart
Saw his face in a crowded room
Drunks and skunks all around
I saw him,
his eyes shined to mine,
he saw my light
I tell ya burning bright,
He says he like my moves
thinks I so smooth
he is too
Trouble, trouble,
found me a double
Dares me to show him,
Truth, Faith,
Art, Time,
He listens
gives me hope,
sees me for what I am,
no longer lost and lonly
I'm found again,
he rizes my sperit
I leave the pain behind,
He says, he likes my,
attitude says,
I'm badass,
makes me want to think fast
he like my mood.
If I could I would,
eat him with a spoon
I was dancing in a croud,
he made me feel like,
we were in an empty room
www.myspace.com/farrahmoan
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