Can't stop singing this song....

Boys Like Girls
Lyrics to Heels Over Head :
I got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby
Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes
You were worth the hundred thousand miles
But you couldn't stay awhile
I got your little brown shirt in my bottom drawer baby
And your little white socks in the top drawer
You were always leaving your shit around
And gone without a sound
Yeah I'm the first to fall and the last to know
Where'd you go?
Now I'm heels over headI'm hangin' upside down
Thinking how you left me for dead
California bound

I got a first class ticket to a night all alone
And a front row seat up right by the phone
Cause you're always on my mind
And I'm running out of time
I've got your hair on my pillow and your smell in my sheets
And it makes me think about you with the sand in your feet
Is it all you thought it'd be?
You mean everything to me
But I'm the first to fall and the last to know
And where'd you go?
You're burnin' bridges babyBurnin' bridges, making wishesYeah you're burnin' bridges

Chance taker, heartbreaker
Got me wrapped around your
Maybe you'll finally see
And then you'll turn it all around and you'll come back to me

Wandering

Wandering... through the crowded streets,
Just searching for my friend I am to meet.
I stop & scan the sidewalk & shops....
Still no sign of her.
I meander on with my eyes still searching...
Taking in every shop, stand and festival goer.
I catch a glimpse of someone and I have to look again.
It's no one I know, but he stares back at me.
With a charming & disarming curiousity he grins.
I smile & blush & start to walk away.
He calls out to me requesting my name.
I turn & wander away...
Just thinking what would have happened if I had stayed.

Time Will Tell

Haven't updated this in a while due to the lack of internet... All is well here, work is still the same and we're moving to a small house at the end of the month... Will be relieved to be out of the apartments!! Here's a note from last month:

He confuses me, like some silly riddles and rhymes,

But being so close to him makes me want to call him mine.

He looks at me and smiles,

For him, I’d go the extra mile.

Does he know? Does he care? Does he notice when I’m not there?

Time will tell, as it is its claim to fame.

Maybe this boy won’t be so lame.