Wednesday, September 12, 2007

When you were young..

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to,
to save you from your old ways,
you pray forgiveness, watch him now.. here he comes.

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus,
But he talks like a gentleman, like you imagined,
when you were young.

Can we climb this mountain?
I don't know..
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy, easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
on the back of a hurricane, that started turning
when you were young.

When you were young..
And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live
when you were young..


They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now..
But you can dip your feet,
every once in a little while...

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to,
to save you from your old ways,
you pray forgiveness, watch him now.. here he comes.

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus,
But he talks like a gentleman, like you imagined,
when you were young.

Talks like a gentleman, like you imagined,
when you were young.
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus..
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus..

But more than you'll ever know.

-V

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey good one..:)

9/17/2007 9:31 AM  
Blogger V said...

Thanks! :) All accolades to The Killers actually. It's their song, pretty applicable to somebody I know :)

9/17/2007 10:07 AM  

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