datsdniv
09-07-2008, 01:12 PM
verse1
Saw her the other day
The most beauitful one
A girl i`ve not in my wildest dreams thought i`d ever meet
And so far i am right
because i could not build the guts
even to ask her some simple questions:
Chours:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she would like a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older
Verse2
Again yesterday
I saw her in town
Looking ten times more beautiful than any of the other ones around
And then i thought
If i were a ladys man
I would go down to her and small-talk like only these guys can
But I am not one of them
So here I stand
Waching her dissapear while i am dissapointed with who i am...
Quite a contrast to my dreams
Where she is coming towards me
Making my life easy to live with just some simple questions:
Chours:
If I wanted to dance
If I wanted to talk
If I would like a coffee
or to go for a walk
If I could use a laugh
or if I needed a shoulder
If I wanted to make this night one to remember when i grew older
verse3
Around that point i wake up
i feel a knife in my chest
Finding myself laying in a bed where a lonely man rests
And again I realize
Yes,once more I can finnaly see
that I am a ****ed up dreamer with needs hanging far out of reach for me
Closing chours:
yes this is me
I will always be free
Never saw it as a curse til it became my destiny
I am just not made for dancing
Cannot crack the code for smalltalking
And nothing glows in moonlight like My low selfasteam at night when I am out
walking..
Saw her the other day
The most beauitful one
A girl i`ve not in my wildest dreams thought i`d ever meet
And so far i am right
because i could not build the guts
even to ask her some simple questions:
Chours:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she would like a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older
Verse2
Again yesterday
I saw her in town
Looking ten times more beautiful than any of the other ones around
And then i thought
If i were a ladys man
I would go down to her and small-talk like only these guys can
But I am not one of them
So here I stand
Waching her dissapear while i am dissapointed with who i am...
Quite a contrast to my dreams
Where she is coming towards me
Making my life easy to live with just some simple questions:
Chours:
If I wanted to dance
If I wanted to talk
If I would like a coffee
or to go for a walk
If I could use a laugh
or if I needed a shoulder
If I wanted to make this night one to remember when i grew older
verse3
Around that point i wake up
i feel a knife in my chest
Finding myself laying in a bed where a lonely man rests
And again I realize
Yes,once more I can finnaly see
that I am a ****ed up dreamer with needs hanging far out of reach for me
Closing chours:
yes this is me
I will always be free
Never saw it as a curse til it became my destiny
I am just not made for dancing
Cannot crack the code for smalltalking
And nothing glows in moonlight like My low selfasteam at night when I am out
walking..