Hiding Place

WELCOME TO MY THOUGHT CORNER!

This is my personal "hiding place" where I can talk about my feelings and thoughts freely; the perfect corner where I can give life to my daydreams and complain about my reality; an escape to share my kind of crazy and keep my sanity. I love words that rhyme and that is not a crime. This is a mixture of darkness, butterflies and confetti. If you're still reading this then it's working so go ahead and enjoy the rest of it. - C

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Endlessly



            I first heard this song on RX 93.1 and I started looking for the bands' previous albums and found some amazing songs. I also found out that this specific song is co-written by Bruno Mars. I'm not surprised. It's a lovely lovely composition.

Endlessly
by The Cab

There's a shop down the street
Where they sell plastic rings
For a quarter a piece I swear it
Yeah I know that it's cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that
You'll still wear it

Yeah, the ink may stain my skin

And my jeans may all be ripped
I'm not perfect but I swear
I'm perfect for you

And there's no guarantee

That this'll be easy
It's not a miracle you need
Believe me
Yeah I'm no angel
I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need
You need me

There's a house on the hill

With a view of the town
And I know how you adore it
So I'll work everyday
Through the sun and the rain
Until I can afford it

Yeah your friends might think I'm crazy

But they can only see
I'm not perfect, but I swear I'm perfect for you

And there's no guarantee
That this'll be easy
It's not a miracle you need
Believe me
Yeah I'm no angel
I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need
You need me

(You need me, I know you need me,

You need me, I know you need me)

Ink may stain my skin

And my jeans may all be ripped
I'm not perfect but I swear
I'm perfect for you

And there's no guarantee

That this'll be easy (this'll be easy)
It's not a miracle you need
Believe me (don't you believe me)
Yeah I'm no angel
I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need
You need me (You know You need me)

There's a shop down the street

Where they sell plastic rings
For a quarter a piece I swear it
Yeah I know that it's cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that
You'll still wear it

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