Coffee Shop Daze: Little Girl, All In White

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I wish you'd open up to me

Like you open up to that paper

I wish you'd let me feel your frustration

The way the closet walls did

Confide in me like you did in her

I could be your air, your sun

If you let me

I could be your shoulder to cry on

If you'd let me see the tears you shed

While you held me close

Baby, I could be your everything

Is it so hard to speak?

Pen to paper, I'm watching secret words flow

Lips to cheek (for comfort), I listening to silence

I know asking does no good

And you could drive me crazy

The way you bottle up

I'm not perfect, never claimed to be

But I could be your air, your sun, if you let me

I could be your shoulder to cry on as we lay here for hours

Christmas lights glowing, just painting a cheerful lie

I could be your shoulder to cry on

If you'd just let me turn around

Maybe I'm just a bit jealous-- she never had my problems

Never felt the need to save anyone (least of all you)

If you told me what's wrong, maybe I wouldn't feel like

such

ghost

Just a weightless ghost, floating around your head

I'm only real if you touch me

And I'm only alive if you bless me with your words

I don't want to be that-- little girl, all in white

without a purpose

I might have a purpose

I could be your air, your sun

Baby, I could be your everything... if you'd let me.

((this is a weird one. it's a song, i think... but without format. think of it what you will. i like it.))