...alot of times, i just feel defeated.
I'm not angry. mad. jealous. depressed or anything....
well...maybe just a little jealous.
but most times.... I just feel so discouraged.
perhaps its just not meant to be.
i dont know what else i can do nor should do anymore.
I just blindly follow my instincts.
sometimes its good, but most times its bad.
but since i have no directions or instructions. i think i have no choice but to continue following where my fancy (instinct) brings me.
what i lack in charm or dashing apperance, i make up in dogged determination.
but the scary part is i dont know where it will bring me.
i fear. but i'd walk into that fucking hole all the same.
i know what awaits me. but fucking i'm walking the walk.
and most times, when i listen to this song..., i just find frank sinatra a genius.
I know I stand in line,
until you think you have the time
to spend an evening with me
And if we go some place to dance
I know that there's a chance
you won't be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
and have a drink or two
And then I go and spoilt it all
by saying something stupid
like :"I love you"
I can see it in your eyes,
you despite the same old lies
you heard the night before
And though it's just a lie to you
for me it's true
it never seemed so right before
I practice everyday
to find some clever lines to say
to make the meaning come true
But then I think I'll wait
until the evening gets late
and I'm alone with you
The time is right
your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like: "I love you"
The time is right
your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like: "I love you"
"I love you"
"I love you"
"I love you"