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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I wish you were here


"it takes TWO to whisper quietly"

The stars lean down to kiss you..
And I lie awake and miss you..
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere..
Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly..
But I'll miss your arms around me..
I'd send a postcard to you, dear..
Cause I wish you were here..

I'll watch the night turn light blue..
But it's not the same without you..
Because it takes two to whisper quietly..
The silence isn't so bad..
Till I look at my hands and feel sad..
Cause the spaces between my fingers..
Are right where yours fit perfectly..

I'll find repose in new ways..
Though I haven't slept in two days..
Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone..
But drenched in vanilla twilight..
I'll sit on the front porch all night..
Waist deep in thought because when..
I think of you I don't feel so alone..

I don't feel so alone..
I don't feel so alone..
As many times as I blink..
I'll think of you tonight..
(Tonight, tonight, tonight...)

I'll think of you tonight..

When violet eyes get brighter..
And heavy wings grow lighter ..
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again..
And I'll forget the world that I knew..
But I swear I won't forget you..
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past..
I'd whisper in your ear:
"Oh darling I wish you were here"
Owl City - Vanilla Twilight

1 Comments:

Anonymous joseph said...

Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger and endless aching need
I say love it is a flower and you its only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose..

January 14, 2010 at 1:16 AM  

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