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| If Only... |
| 05.05.04 (8:52 pm) [edit] |
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Music is the soundtrack of your life. Dick Clark CUT HERE (The Cure) "so we meet again!" and i offer my hand All dry and english slow And you look at me and i understand Yeah it's a look i used to know "three long years... And your favourite man... Is that any way to say hello?" And you hold me... Like you'll never let me go "oh c'mon and have a drink with me Sit down and talk awhile... " "oh i wish i could... And i will! But now i just don't have the time... " And over my shoulder as i walk away I see you give that look goodbye... I still see that look in your eye... So dizzy mr busy - too much rush to talk to billy All the silly frilly things have to first get done In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it june Until later... Doesn't always come It's so hard to think "it ends sometime And this could be the last I should really hear you sing again And i should really watch you dance" Because it's hard to think "i'll never get another chance to hold you... To hold you... " But chilly mr dilly - too much rush to talk to billy All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done In a second - just hang on - all in good time - won't be long Until later... I should've stopped to think - i should've made the time I could've had that drink - i could've talked awhile I would've done it right - i would've moved us on But i didn''t - now it''s all too late it's over... Over... And you're gone... I miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you I miss you i miss you so much But how many times can i walk away And wish "if only... " How many times can i talk this way And wish "if only... " Keep on making the same mistake Keep on aching the same heartbreak I wish "if only... " But "if only... " Is a wish too late... |
posted by: soleilvert (reply)
post date: 05.05.04 (9:50 pm)
suka THE CURE yah?? waduhh... senanngnyaaaaa.. :)
posted by: adjie (reply)
post date: 05.06.04 (3:19 am)
gitu deh. musi dan liriknya pas aja. punya blog juga?
posted by: tuan puteri (reply)
post date: 05.18.04 (10:30 pm)
wah, one of my fave songs neh..