Sunday, April 02, 2006

That Girl

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
And I'm that girl

And dream always
........(don't know what to put)

Please remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
And I'm that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Brown hair, so long and straight
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
That I'm that girl

Let's wish, we'll start
Wishing won't wound the heart
I was born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm that girl

grrr...i don't know what to do with the one verse, the every so often we long to steal one. maybe i'll come up with something later.


Miles C. said...

You're my That Girl!

TJ said...

Of course I'll comment you...

Actually, half the time I only know you've posted because I plugged in your RSS feed into my personalized Google homepage. So any time I log into Google, I can see the titles of the recent posts on all my favorite blogs. Pretty cool, eh?