Tuesday, December 30, 2008

singalongsong

I wrote this song its not too long cos' I've been thinking about you
I wrote this song maybe I'm wrong To be caught up about you
Well I don't know what you think about me Maybe you think nothing at all
But maybe you could just lie to me And we could be in love you see

*Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to Cos' baby I wrote this for you

I wrote this song it's not too long Cos' I'm the one who loves you
I wrote this song this can't be wrong I don't wanna smile without you
Well I just want to make you happy but maybe you want nothing at all
and how I wish that you're meant to be forever and a day with me
*
In everyway you mean more to me than you'll ever know
girl I'll do my best to show these words are true
and if you'd like me to make a song and be a perfect harmony with me
I'd find the greatest words to sing so we could write our own romance
*

by Kalil

What he thinks is romantic; travelling on a highway seeing the sun vanish as the sky changes its hue. Light shining through branches. Rain drops. Umbrellas. Scarfs. Goodmornings. Goodnights. Parks...things in parks...nice parks. Songs. Poems. A Smile. Silence. Hysteria. Patience. Humor. Sincerity. Truth. Myths. Dreams. Imaginations. Memories. Movies. Film. Sepia. The Legend of 1900. Somewhere in Time. Strolls. Friends getting married. Winter. Snow. Lakes. Tea. Coffee. Cooking. Slow dancing. Jazz. Art. Being thoughtful. Remembering. Whispers. Moments. Pancakes. Paris. Trams. Nature. French. Calligraphy. Bonsai. Snap shots. The endless landscape of clouds from the window of an airplane. A nose. Old couples. Shadows. Silhouette. Prayers. Wishes. Hopes. Understanding. Trust. Kindness. Being pure at heart.

I need to stop remembering..

Whatever has happened this year I wouldn't trade it for the world. Thanks for the memories..