I was thinking that I might fly today
Just to disprove all the things that you say
It doesn't take a talent to be mean
Your words can crush things that are unseen
So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way
You always tell me that it's impossible
To be respected, and be a girl
Why's it gotta be so complicated
Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated
Oh please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way
I was thinking, that it might do some good
If we robbed the cynics and took all their food
That way what they believe will have taken place
And we'd give it to everybody who'll have some faith
So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way
I have this theory, that if we're told we're bad
Then that's the only idea we'll ever have
But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty
Someday we will become what we see
'Cause anyone can start a conflict
it's harder yet to disregard it
I'd rather see the world from another angle
We are everyday angels
Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way
I had wanted to post this weeks ago with someone in mind, but now that I'm actually posting it, it could apply to a few people.
You always had a way with words
So you can just imagine when I heard
You siad she would be your wife
Yeah it cut me like a knife
It wasn't very long ago
I was the one that you would hold
All through the night
Yeah so this just doesn't seem right
I could try and win you back
But I'm the one who left
I guess I gotta accept
That now I'm
Just another girl
Yeah I'm just another girl
Hoah,I'm used to be the queen
I used to the one who rocked your world
And now I am just another girl
Hoah
Sure looks like you adjusted well
For somone who swore there was no one else
And I couldn't be replaced
That's obviously not the case
Peel away my coat of pride
You're bound to see the sting
Over some little ring
Now I'm
Just another girl
Yeah I'm just another girl
Hoah I used to be the queen
I used to be the one who rocked your world
And now I'm just another girl
Another time (another time)
Another place (another place)
Another girl, another face
Just another girl
Yeah I'm just another girl
Oh I used to be the queen
I used to be the one who rocked your world
And now I'm just another girl
i have a friend she's been a good friend of mine for some time says she has a friend who's fallin' for me she likes the way I rhyme my word and in the end my best friend says she wants a piece of me too... i have a friend he says he's a friend of mine for some time says his girlfriend has a thing for me and they'd like to work me in the end he said he'd like to know if i think about her too what am i to do...
with sweet n sour bushes? my sweet n sour bushes strike
i have a friend, he's much older than me and he's still kicking says he has a friend on the floor above she's a widow in doubt and headed for her end she said she'd like a young man with energy for two... what am i to do...
with sweet n sour bushes? my sweet n sour bushes strike... they just want their buttons pushed
i had a friend, she'd been a friend since childhood said she wouldn't beg for my love to come around her true and in the end i couldn't have saved her anyway... i couldn't have saved her anyway...
Well I met a boy from Grassy Branch Fine as he can be I met him at the big barn dance And he took a shine to me Sky-blue eyes, a big wide smile And tall as a sycamore tree He's real smart with a real big heart And he's gonna marry me He's gonna marry me And we're gonna go to town We're gonna buy some real good car And we're gonna drive around We'll hold hands an' touch 'n' hug He talks so sweet to me Cause he knows a lot about love and stuff And he's gonna marry me
His momma don't like me one little bit But you know I don't care Let her pitch her hissy-fit Cause I ain't a'marryin' her He's always been a momma's boy It's just plain jealousy She's as mad as an old red hen Cause he's gonna marry me
Oh, an' he's gonna marry meAn' he's gonna buy me a ring We're gonna be so free Cut momma's apron strings He's gonna build me a pretty little house Have a pretty little made-for-three Cause he done kiss me on the mouth An' he's gonna marry me
Yeah, he's gonna marry me He's gonna buy me a ring We're gonna be so free Cut momma's apron strings He's gonna build me a pretty little house Have a pretty little made-for-three Cause he's done kiss me on the mouth So he's gotta marry me Yeah he's done kiss me on the mouth And he's gonna marry me This song is just too cute! :)