Monday, November 22, 2010

your love

your love
is exactly the kind I
dont need
you're the kind of guy who'd have me
on my knees
beggin please baby please
but I don't go there
for no man, no man
and baby you just need
to understand
that what I'm looking for
is the kinda man
who'll reach out and
drag me back up when I'm feeling down
who'll lift me up so he can
look me in the eye
who's not afraid to see me cry
who's not afraid to make me smile
your love
is not love at all but
his love
is breaking down my walls that I
put up
to keep people like you
away

Monday, November 15, 2010

Summer Feet

I wrote this a while ago, I'm working on making it into a song now :) probably will need some tweaking though...


walk towards me on your summer feet
burned on the blacktop from walking the street
in your itty bitty shorts with the sun in your hair
why wear shoes when you could go bare

look at you with your summer feet
treading on the tar not feeling the heat
squinting a little since the sun's in your eyes
if you stay out late enough you might see it rise


walk on the beach, walk on the tar
walk with me and we'll walk far
walk past the sunset, walk through the night
walk with me, walk into the light

freckles on your face but pink on your shoulders
wear a little makeup so you might look older
eyes as blue as the summer sky
can't forget the day when you said goodbye


never forget when we stood by the lake
counting the waves from a motorboat's wake
my heels in the sand as water teased my toes
i held you close and i wouldn't let go

walk on the beach, walk on the tar
walk with me and we'll walk far
walk past the sunset, walk through the night
walk with me, walk into the light

but you stopped fighting so i loosened my arms
as we sat on the hill surveying the farms
wishing the hay bales to roll down to the sea
and everything would go with them but you and me

you walk away slowly on your summer feet
walk to the music, step on the beat
a goodbye kiss with the last sunset
then you walk away with no regrets

walk on the beach, walk on the tar
walk with me and we'll walk far
walk past the sunset, walk through the night
walk with me, walk into the light

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Vertigo

I'd been on a tredmill
staring out the window
admiring the snowy trees
when suddenly I'm on solid ground
and my legs are
carrying me away
and I'm just not used to
forward motion
after all this time of
staying still
but I think I like
where they're taking me
so I'll keep walking
through the vertigo