Wednesday, March 5, 2008

All in white

Don't know what it is
Why it always hit when I'm on there
But it does what it does
And when it does
I look up
And I see it
I saw you
You could have been in all white
with that face
Face of an angel
Wonder what you'd be like
Doubt you're an angel where I'd like to take you
I don't care that you were with a girl
because when I noticed you
You were alone
Holding on to steel
Lips red
Eyes teal
Not usually my thing
The light haired type
Definitely too thin
But if you got with her
You'd get with me
With a face like that, you have to watch it

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