10 July 2009

You belong with me

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset. She's going off about something that you said. She doesn't get your humour like I do. I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like. And she'll never know your story like I do. But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts. Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find that what you're lookin for has been here the whole time. If you could see that I'm the one who understands you. Been here all along so why can't you see?

You belong with me!

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans. I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be. Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself. Hey isnt this easy? And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town. I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down. You say you find I know you better than that.

Hey, what are you doing with a girl like that? She wears high heels, I wear sneakers. Oh I remember you came to my house in the middle of the night. I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry. I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams. I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me *wink*


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