jueves, 3 de septiembre de 2009

I might even be a rock star.

Guess you don't notice, guess you don't need this. Why you're not seein' what you're missin'? On the outside shyin' away, on the inside dyin' to say...
I'm unusual, not so typical, way too smart to be waiting around. Tai chi practicing, snowboard champion, I could fix the flat on your car, I might even be a rock star.
Sometimes I wish when the phone rings that it would be you saying let's hang out. Then you confess that there's something special between us. Why don't we find out?

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