I'm not gonna' bore you with the same old lines,
After all the hurts I know that we're still fine;
Sometimes it takes a little tragedy,
To really see things the way they need to be;
Vir-tu-al,
Lips I'm kissin;'
Honey I heard every word you say,
It's just that we're so damn far away;
Know you're tired of all the rain,
Not knowing when these arms will ever hold you again,
That
Indeed we're missin;'
Alone in the darkness,
Can you see the light?
Will we make it wrong or will we make it right?
Stop it? Fix it?
What do we do?
Neither of us come with a guarantee,
Life's about living, loving, feelin' free;
Are you the base where I may find,
All of the above and some peace of mind?
Love,
just think and listen;
If this is love,
Let's pull it through;
If that's what feels the right thing to do;
Show it, Grow it,
What do we do?
WHAT DO WE DO?
©January 23, 2006 - BoSongs Music
After all the hurts I know that we're still fine;
Sometimes it takes a little tragedy,
To really see things the way they need to be;
Vir-tu-al,
Lips I'm kissin;'
Honey I heard every word you say,
It's just that we're so damn far away;
Know you're tired of all the rain,
Not knowing when these arms will ever hold you again,
That
Indeed we're missin;'
Alone in the darkness,
Can you see the light?
Will we make it wrong or will we make it right?
Stop it? Fix it?
What do we do?
Neither of us come with a guarantee,
Life's about living, loving, feelin' free;
Are you the base where I may find,
All of the above and some peace of mind?
Love,
just think and listen;
If this is love,
Let's pull it through;
If that's what feels the right thing to do;
Show it, Grow it,
What do we do?
WHAT DO WE DO?
©January 23, 2006 - BoSongs Music
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