Sunday, June 03, 2007

Love Affair - Copeland



Fell past a cheekbone hill to a piece of her floor,
The hope of the world is an awkward spill. [referring to her tears]
Oh, she'd lie on her bed and stare into harsh white light,
And think that her heart's not right.
Cause love took her hand like a thief,
Took her heart like a robber.
And the feelings that scare her become her relief.

Just let me run where I want to run.
Just let me love who I want.
Just let me run where I want to run.
Just let me love who I want.
[or so, she says]

In a flash her heart is slain, you have to ask in all this pain.
Was your heart too soft? Was your love in vain?
Was your kiss too weak? Were your eyes too tight?
And much too young to be in love?
And much too young to be in love?
[The head's asking the heart; she's asking herself]

Just let me run where I want to run.
Just let me love who I want.
Just let me run where I want to run.
Just let me love who I want.
Just let me run where I want to run.
Just let me love who I want.
[or so, she says]

Cause there are no rules for this love.
Just keep your head and don't give up.
Or call the fools who play it smart.
Lose your head just for your heart.
Just for your heart.

-------*
Was it so wrong to follow my heart? Was it so wrong?
I wanted you to know, just wanted you to know.


Anberlin & Copeland, later tonight.




I pray my tears won't fall when I'm there.

'cos I'd scare the hell out of people if I do. lol.

No comments:

Post a Comment