do it one more time to amaze me

write a song all about him

and the fleeting time we had together

before being young tore us apart

we appear as strangers to you

but you’ve written our bittersweet passions

we dance through your power chords

and our words are a mix of your melody and rhyme

chorus:

an upbeat guitar riff brings us together

the verses describe our jejune love

a melancholy bridge puts our broken hearts on display

and he fades away as your voice begins the next track

even now as you release a new song

the music spans across miles

my car to his cd player

replaying happy memories and an aching separation

your voice on repeat in the background of our lives

as the songs progress you softly narrate our tale

one of happiness and melancholy, triumph and tragedy

a story that still has years before the curtain falls

(chorus)

an upbeat guitar riff brings us together

the verses describe our jejune love

a melancholy bridge puts our broken hearts on display

and he fades away as your voice begins the next track

come on and do it one more time to amaze me

sing me a song all about him

and the oh so fleeting time we spent together

before being young tore us apart

do it one more time to amaze me

write a song all about him

and the fleeting time we had together

before being young tore us apart

we appear as strangers to you

but you've written our bittersweet passions

we dance through your power chords

and our words are a mix of your melody and rhyme

an upbeat guitar riff brings us together

the verses describe our jejune love

a melancholy bridge puts our broken hearts on display

and he fades away as your voice begins the next track

even now as you release a new song

the music spans across miles

my car to his cd player

replaying happy memories and an aching separation

your voice on repeat in the background of our lives

as the songs progress you softly narrate our tale

one of happiness and melancholy, triumph and tragedy

a story that still has years before the curtain falls

i exist in a beautiful expanse of history

thousands have been here before

thousands are yet to walk past

but like the aged magnificence, i am left for lonely

abandoned, the only company my wandering mind

and the endless structures of stone

no architected mouths for them to speak

the knowledge they gained from years as backgrounds for great men

ignored except for a glance and fleeting thought

i disappear into the stone

an observer unable to cry out

when the world becomes too busy to hear my small voice

and as the moment draws near and then passes by

i find that my senses had led me astray

my stone comrade held a secret

one that i had to simply let myself know

in this place with a past i was far from lonely

accompanied by the thoughts

left there by men of different times

who had sat under this arch and thought they were alone

you're charming yet subtle

an exciting new solace

and i live for the words

but i'm dying for the touch

and as i'm falling in your eyes

your knowing smile, it catches all

chorus:

let's begin with a goodbye kiss

lament over what we'll miss

storybook finish from the start

get it together just to tear it apart

and pick up the pieces...

i knew it all along

it held all of the appeal

of a doomed attraction

just another half romance

leading to a full heartbreak

oh how fortune frowns upon desire

.chorus.

bridge:

we've given ourselves hope

could we smash it as well?

such hopeless potential

but only time will tell...

.chorus.

can you help me pick up the pieces...

there's this boy

he means everything

absolutely everything

to me

he's wonderful

he must be nearly perfect

he thinks he's far from perfect

i think he's wrong

he says i'm cute

but he doesn't want me

and he doesn't care for me

not that way

he's fooled me

he's everything i could want

i don't deserve what i want

whats wrong with me

i care so much

i'd be my best for him

i've completely fallen for him

my heart breaks

(from the view of Rick Blaine)

i got onto a train

destination: far from you

stopped listening to our song

made myself a new life here

all in hopes of forgetting you

now i'm surrounded by people

most of whom don't mean a thing

they say i'm indifferent yet generous

that my past is a mystery

which is true, they know nothing of you

then one day that familiar melody

it drifted sweetly into my ears

filling me with less than sweet memories

but when i tried to stop it

i found you there, waiting

could you even imagine

the agony that i felt that night

you must have known

because you stood in my doorway

in that beautiful way all your own

you used to love me

you hated me that night,

my pitiful despair.

how many times

must i watch you walk away?

i suppose i can't blame you

he's a better man than i

his life has more meaning

but will he ever look at you

the way that i used to?

he needs you, you need me

what a tangled affair

i want you to know

i can be the man that you deserve

but only when walking away

you have to be with him

the world will be that much sweeter

you know that in your heart

but i'll always love you, and you'll always love me

and we'll always have Paris.

getting over you

i fell for him

another hopeless romance

trading one pain

for another

self-inflicted heartache

cheer me up

late confession

our timing was so off

go back in time

wishful thinking

regret the caution

mutual past

lost time together

what a pair we make

i grab my keys and i'm out the door

my mind already forming hello's

my heart already fearing goodbye's

your voice a sweet prelude to your presence

i've never been the kind of person

that could always live in each moment

but your eyes made me lose my sense of time

forgot the past and bored of the future

i know you never get the same chance twice

and fear can't be an excuse forever

but when i felt your hand in mine

that fear just seemed to disappear

for a few hours one day

i felt like myself again

for a few hours that day

i could say that i was happy

i know that you tried to warn me

it was sweet of you, in your own way

but i'd rather have you for a few hours

than to never have you at all

at least then i'll always have that moment

when you wanted to be with me

our brief flicker of a romance

our own 'we'll always have Paris'

even now its still you that makes me smile

but its her that makes you happy

its still you that i'm thinking of

and she's all that i hear about

i'm glad that you have the perfect life

if she is what makes it perfect

then i can have no reason to complain

i just live on with my carefully broken heart

so here it is: my pathetic confession

my attempt at a long lost love letter

one that you will never read

forever yours, your own murder grey

i took the long way home

watched ghosts of us

across from your old house

reenacting scenes

of memories grown old

it makes me wonder,

do you even remember

the way that it felt

the things we used to do

how much we meant to each other

i keep these memories

our too short time together

locked in a jeweled box

the key in my heart

so that no one can steal it

a less fond memory:

our distance slowly growing

waking up one day

just to realize

you were finally gone

i pushed you away

slowly but surely

never stopping to think

how much it would hurt

seeing you from a distance

time dragged me along

too much wishful thinking

a painful lack of action

until one day i heard

you ended up with her

subconscious jealousy

graceful melancholy

chances approaching zero

slipping through my fingers

i watched them fade away

permanent attachment

opportunities gone

you've created another life

she is everything you need

you're happy without me

i thought i'd forgotten

or at least accepted

you barely crossed my mind

except as a passing thought

and a sweet, fleeting smile

then one day i woke up

its been a few years

since i've actually seen you

yet somehow you're still here

running through my dreams

dream memories of you

reassuring hugs

infatuated whispers

glimmer of your eyes

faint recollection of a kiss

all that i have left of you.

with some mentions by friends

i can begin to see

the outline of your life now

and hope that you're happy

i wish i could talk to you

because i find conversations

with memories and dreams

are vastly one-sided

and usually quite empty

so if i never see you

i hope that you know

i value the memories

i'm grateful for the dreams

and i'll always love you

why now?

we used to have something

but you threw it away

i didn't know until now

how little i meant to you then

i can't expect things to change

will things change?

forbidden love

you're an irresistible scandal

outside my window at night

and i have to climb down

even if i get caught

i'm sure you'll be worth it

please be worth it

fake sincerity

am i believing a deception?

your princess for the crown

then a necessary hindrance

that you spend your time avoiding

like an overwhelming regret

your lovely regret

temporary destiny

you could be hours of bliss

or years of heartbreak

i'll take my chances

the rest is up to you

i'm sure i could be your sibyl

be my dorian

(ray was writing a song for one of his classes, and he asked me to write the lyrics... it was supposed to be kind of poppy, so forgive me for the cliches...)

freeze frame the moment

and take a step back

is this what you wanted

or am i way off track

because you're smiling at me

with that look in your eyes

i'm willing to be yours

even if just for the night

standing there in your kitchen

your face close to mine

i recognize that look

and the shiver down my spine

the clock seems to stop moving

the lovely scene of cliche

my hearts running on empty

as you turn and walk away

chorus:

you're so close and yet so far

my broken heart is bleeding

patched up by thoughts of you

hope seems so misleading

( still the chorus: )

but then i find myself

here wishing for a chance

that maybe you will see this

our temporary romance

more than i expected

but less than i'd hoped

my mind is lead astray

by the words that you wrote

if i'm being deceived

why does it feel so right

being here with you

even if just for tonight

.chorus.

your confusion

helped you play your part

my vulnerable

defenseless heart

our own quickly fading

amorous art

sitting there on your sofa

your face close to mine

i recognize that look

and your content sort of sigh

the clock seems to stop moving

this lovely scene of cliche

my hearts running on empty

as you smile and turn away

.chorus x2.

i'm so close and yet so far

your broken heart is bleeding

patched up by thoughts of me

hope might be misleading

but then you find yourself

here wishing for a chance

thinking maybe i see this

our temporary romance

we're so close and yet so far

our broken hearts are bleeding

patched up by thoughts of love

hope please don't be misleading

but then we find ourselves

here wishing for a chance

perfection without words

our temporary romance

i think about the best of me

and how you're the one that put it there

you told me he was amazing

i know that you could've been just like him

but you stopped believing

dreams were fantasy and you were bored

you slowly drifted away

my outstretched hand just wasn't enough

i stopped counting the years its been

i forgot the sound, the sight of you

but your hopes and dreams remained with me

you forgot them, off searching for some other truth

i heard the other truth found you

in the form of an  ominous dead end

i wish i would've tried harder

to reach your slowly drifting figure

i still have the hopes and dreams

when i see them i miss you terribly

i wish that i could return them

but i fear you've forgotten their uses

sometimes i find myself thinking

what if i would've been able to catch you

or what if i could bring you back and tell you

that i've always loved you

can words change the past?

i found this recently in my poetry/lyrics/randomness notebook... its from a conversation i had with one of my friends about how i liked one of my other friends... and he didn't like me back...

"and i'm not going to tell you who it is

i'm rather embarrassed by it

quite a one-sided romance

but i guess sometimes those are the most romantic"

that is so 'the picture of dorian gray'-esque... lord henry-esque, even. maybe i've read that book too much...