cradle me, i’ll cradle you
i’ll win your heart, with a woop-a-woo
pulling shapes just for your eyes
so with toothpaste kisses and lines
i’ll be yours and you’ll be

lay with me, i’ll lay with you
we’ll do the things that lovers do
put the stars in our eyes
and with heart shaped bruises
and late night kisses
devine

The Maccabees

Today I walked down our old street
Past the diner where we’d meet
Now I dine alone in our old seats
The cold wind blows right through my bones
And I feel like I’m getting old
But I wish I was getting old with you
I held your hand when we took shelter from the rain
She laughed as we picked out our children’s names

Her clothes hang in the closet still
The phone sits on the windowsill
And every time it rings it gives me chills
My heart just stopped when I was told
Doctor, doctor, on the phone
Said my love was never coming home
I hold your casket gently walking to the grave
Dark clouds eclipse the sun won’t shine again

White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away
Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray

They gave her one more day
To say the words I couldn’t say
I’m crying in pain, crying in pain

And I’m not looking for answers
No, I’m not looking for answers
But dear God, why did you choose her?

Billy Talent

“Je geeft het veel meer aandacht dan het verdient”
Zeg je als ik je vertel over mijn angst voor afwijzing
Ik zou niet beter weten dan bang te worden
Want sinds ik je ken hebben we een geweldige band

“Weet je, betonnen gebouwen worden ook oud”
Zeg je als ik dromend naar boven kijk
Ik weet beter dan ons beide er bij te betrekken
Maar ik kan niet slapen als je weg bent

Deze fase van naïefheid vind ik comfortabel
En hiervoor heb ik nooit gesproken
Je zegt dat je m’n afwezigheid nu snapt
En waarom ik nooit grappen maak

En we zijn al gewend dat je zegt
“Wat maakt een dag meer nog uit?”

Maria Mena

I wanna play hide and seek, give you my clothes, tell you i love your shoes, sit on the steps while you take a bath.
Massage your neck and kiss your face, and hold your hand and go for a walk.
Not mind when you eat my food, and meet you at Rudy’s and talk about the day, talk about your day, and laugh at your paranoia.
I give you tapes you don’t listen to, watch great films, watch terrible films, and tell you about the tvprogram I saw the night before, and not laugh at your jokes.
I want you in the morning, but let you sleep in for a while, tell you how much I love your eyes, your lips, your neck, your tits, your ass.
I’ll sit on the steps smoking until your neighbours come home, I’ll sit on the steps smoking until you come home, and worry when you’re late, and be amazed when you’re early.
I’ll give you sunflowers, and go to your party and dance, be sorry when I’m wrong, and happy when you forgive me, look at your photo’s, wish I’d known you forever, hearing your voice in my ear, feel your skin on my skin, and get scared when you’re angry.
I tell you you’re gorgeous, and hug you when you’re anxious, and hold you when you hurt, and want you when I smell you, offend you when I touch you and whimper when I’m next to you, whimper when I’m not, dribble on your breast, smother you in the night, and get cold when you take the blanket, and hot when you don’t, melt when you smile, dissolve when you laugh.
But not understand when you think I’m rejecting you, when I’m not rejecting you and wonder how you could think I could ever reject you, and wonder who you are, but I accept you anyway.
And tell you about the tree angel and the enchanted forrest boy, who flew across the ocean because he loved you.
I buy you presents you don’t want and take them away again, and ask you to marry me and you say no, again, but keep on asking because, though, you think I don’t mean it, but I always have, from the first time I asked you.
I wander the city, thinking, it’s empty without you, but I want what you want and think I’m losing myself, but, but, but, I’ll tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me, because you don’t deserve any less.
Answer your questions when I’d rather not, and tell you the truth when I really don’t want to, and try to be honest, because I know you prefer it, and think it’s all over, but hang on for just ten more minutes, before you throw me out of your life, forget who I am and let me try and get closer to you.
And somehow, somehow, somehow communicate some of the overwhelming, undying, overpowering, unconditional, all-emcompessing, heartenriching, mindexpanding, ongoing, neverending love I have for you.

Click.

How come we don’t always know when love begins
but we always know when it ends?

Can’t sleep ’cause everything’s changing
You don’t want to leave things behind
Can’t breathe cause to many things going on going wrong in your life

Wake up the sun’s shining bright lets go out of bed into the light
Shape up we won’t forget still there’s lots of love left to hold tight

Everything I love between us will get us through the night
All the things we lost will teach us see the pretty things in life
All the places that we’ve been to
The people we relate to
All the love that we give in to

Blow the tears from our eyes
Sweet goodbyes
I know how you feel right now
Losing dreams you’ve come to care about
I know what you need right now
You need to come on home so I can hold you tight

Krezip

Hierbij meteen een berichtje in een nieuwe categorie, ‘Quote’. Daar post ik onder als ik een mooie quote (wauw, echt? 8D) vind, die ik gewoon móet delen. ^^

You said that I tasted like cyanide and tears.
I wanted to ask if you had actually ever had cyanide,
But I was too scared to hear the truth.
I used to always wear red,
Because you would say it made my skin look white.
And we both knew that you were always one to like,
Lifeless things.
You gave me a small fragile flower,
And said it was our own little love plant.
But when it started to bloom,
The petals would fall off,
And even though I tried hard to glue them back on
They would just turn black.
I think I just made it worse.
And I never told you.
I told you I loved the stars,
Especially the way they shine with the moon.
You looked up without a word,
Then said that they only came at night for a reason.
When everyone was sleeping.

bigcitydreams

I’m in this fight, and I’m swinging and my arms are getting tired
It’s hard, I’m trying to beat this emptiness but I’m running out of time
I’m sinking in the sand, and I can barely stand
I’m lost in this dream, I need you to hold me
I’m scared of lonely
I try to be patient, but I’m hurting deep inside
And I can’t keep waiting, I need comfort late at night
And I can’t find my way, won’t you lead me home
‘Cause I’m lost in this dream, I need you to hold me

I’m scared of lonely

I’m scared of lonely
And I’m scared of being the only shadow I see along the wall
And I’m scared the only heartbeat I hear beating is my own
And I’m scared of being alone
I can’t seem to breathe when I am lost in this dream, I need you to hold me

Beyonce

Begin de dag met een lach,
en eindig hem ook met een,

ook al rijmt dat niet.