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Day Dream
Day Dream
I see you sitting there, your hair all messed up; you look kinda rough. Were just thrown into your own way? It’s just the start out of a brand new day!
You came over to where I was sitting, I was all smiling and ginning; you asked, so listen to my simple decisions, it my list of happiness!…
My favorite color’s purple and my favorite snacks are gingersnaps. I love gazing at the stares, I’m always wondering, where my favorite people are. Now I seem to like the way you are…That’s just the start.
I’m high on Mountain Laurel, half the time I’m in some sort of turmoil. I sigh a lot when I have days like this ‘because it gives me bliss. Now to tell you the truth I love hanging round Louisiana’s bayou. If you haven’t ever been, I simply suggest my all time favorite, a full fledged road trip!
Take my words, some friendly southern advice. Cause I wouldn’t tell you if it didn’t apply! You say the suns out but it misting, yes I know this cause, I’ve been listening .Honey the day’s not missing, go try to make it better! If you stand here in the rain all your gonna do is get wetter.
Please don’t mess with my heart, if you don’t truly understand this then don’t even try…Don’t waste my time, because I’m not one to mess with!
Still you to take your hand in mine, hold me till the end of time. Show me that you’ve got some kind of plan for me! Cause I see; don’t you see? You don’t really need me. You won’t crumble, you won’t burn, you won’t melt away if I turn; and leave you to be with some other girl! It could easily end as quietly as it began; father time let me borrow your sand, for awhile? I want to show them how they live in my style.
You would wake up to the Morning doves a coon’en, breakfast already brew’en in the pot on the stove. The sun would stream through the window and hit you body just right; dazed it would be a day dream in the light…
The porch door would swing, I would run up the stairs, to make sure you’re alive, and everythings alright!
You don’t have to like the way I do things, but baby I would be alright, cause while you see darkness I’ll always see part of the light. Now that’s my happiness of a day dream.
I see you sitting there, your hair all messed up; you look kinda rough. Were just thrown into your own way? It’s just the start out of a brand new day!
You came over to where I was sitting, I was all smiling and ginning; you asked, so listen to my simple decisions, it my list of happiness!…
My favorite color’s purple and my favorite snacks are gingersnaps. I love gazing at the stares, I’m always wondering, where my favorite people are. Now I seem to like the way you are…That’s just the start.
I’m high on Mountain Laurel, half the time I’m in some sort of turmoil. I sigh a lot when I have days like this ‘because it gives me bliss. Now to tell you the truth I love hanging round Louisiana’s bayou. If you haven’t ever been, I simply suggest my all time favorite, a full fledged road trip!
Take my words, some friendly southern advice. Cause I wouldn’t tell you if it didn’t apply! You say the suns out but it misting, yes I know this cause, I’ve been listening .Honey the day’s not missing, go try to make it better! If you stand here in the rain all your gonna do is get wetter.
Please don’t mess with my heart, if you don’t truly understand this then don’t even try…Don’t waste my time, because I’m not one to mess with!
Still you to take your hand in mine, hold me till the end of time. Show me that you’ve got some kind of plan for me! Cause I see; don’t you see? You don’t really need me. You won’t crumble, you won’t burn, you won’t melt away if I turn; and leave you to be with some other girl! It could easily end as quietly as it began; father time let me borrow your sand, for awhile? I want to show them how they live in my style.
You would wake up to the Morning doves a coon’en, breakfast already brew’en in the pot on the stove. The sun would stream through the window and hit you body just right; dazed it would be a day dream in the light…
The porch door would swing, I would run up the stairs, to make sure you’re alive, and everythings alright!
You don’t have to like the way I do things, but baby I would be alright, cause while you see darkness I’ll always see part of the light. Now that’s my happiness of a day dream.
Published 21st Sep 2011
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