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I’ve been waiting all my life
I’ve been waiting for you to come
I’ve been traveling and wandering
Alone on my own for too long
I swear I tried to convince myself
It would be much easier being alone
But after running circle after circle
I’m tired of being on my own
I’ve been waiting all my life
I’ve been waiting for you to come
I’ve been traveling and wandering
Alone on my own for too long
I wish I could have met your brother
I would tell him how much I am in love
I swear I’ll ask him question after question
Confessions about you growing up
I thank God for blessing me
Well beyond I could have thought
And reminding me of how good life can be
When you let yourself fall into his love
Cuz I’ve been waiting all my life
I’ve been waiting for you to come
Good for when you’re voice feels like cracking and you rback has been breaking….
-J
She is covered in a towel
She had already cried.
It bursted out of her
like a storm in the sea
The weaves of emotion
rolled onto her like a big old truck
It’s seems forever
she had been hold
Wishing herself to death
She knows
she has to carry on, carry on.
There’s noone in life
who was ment to hold her like you
but you never will do.
Your Just a soulmate
not knowing about
Just a Soulmate not knowing about
But she,
knows bout you
Wishing herself to death
she knows she has to carry on, carry on
Sourounded by hot water she
wants to scream out her pain
Calling you, calling you
But all she ever gets is
Way more pain
and this emptyness inside.
Everyday she flips through her mails
just to make sure
you’re not answering
Wishing herself to death
she knows she has to carry on, carry on.
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I simply miss you!
Jacqueline
I’m about to see a million things
I thought I’d never see before and I
I’m about to do all of the things
I’ve dreamed of and
I don’t even miss you at all
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Midwest love affair
I bend when I am bored
Late night liquor blue
Will lead me to the floor.
Can we fake it?
Can we make believe?
I’m so full of love
It deeply sickens me.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don’t fucking listen
When I’m around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can’t fucking stand it.
When You’re Around.
Midwest aftermath, the rumors start to rise
Did I truly do the things that you’ve described?
They must hate me, every single one
It just sickens them, what I consider fun.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don’t fucking listen
When I’m around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks,
Cause I can’t fucking stand it.
When You’re Around.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don’t fucking listen
When I’m around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can’t fucking stand it.
When You’re Around.
No I can’t fucking stand it, when you’re around.
No I can’t fucking stand it, when you’re around.
.. we read some of other people. Message in a bottle is an amazing lovestory. I’m almost through the book since yesterday evening. I can’t lay it beside me. This is a lovestory I definitely want to be happening to me 
The way Sparks describes how the two of them making love to each other is , I simply have no word for that. It’s more than beautiful and I feel so much in the scene right away. This is catching my phantasy way too much. It had been years now. As I always told you.. Too much soul for one person. Wow, I have the feeling I can’t get through this alone anymore. He way too much touched my nerv.
-J
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-you added the festivals-
-J
Ps: Not to correct you.. hon’ but it’s HighFIELD not Land.. Eastern Germany is not Scotland, you know XX
ok.. hard to say how I feel today. Actually today was a good day. Ah.. I didn’t ment to talk in lyrics btw.. Th ebook I’m reading at the moment is ‘message in a bottle’ by Sparks. I already got goosebumps by page 80 or so.. I didn’t feel well the last weeks. A burn pout syndrome had been certified by the doc. No wonder, when working 14hour shifts, six days a week for 8 weeks. I can not sleep. I dream weird stuff (mostly about work) it’s haunting me. I wake up at night way too often and I used to have a like death deep sleep. Got to much to carry with me at the moment. Mostly I just wanna leave and go back home. By home I mean Canada. Yes, for those who know me better than just this little letters, I am Canadian. It doesn’T matter what you guys think about this. Just because I don’t own a Canadian citizenship it doesn’t mean .. Ah ok.. I’m driftin’…
What I actually wanted to tell is that I began to read to Chipsy and Lilith (my two kids, meaning my cats) and the two of them really enjoying it! Sitting in my readingchair one of the kids next to me the other onmy bed facing me while I speak the words aloud. this is amazing. I really enjoy this. I gonna read to them until I fall asleep tonight. Maybe that’s bringing me bac to sleep.. (not believing) it’s midnight and I feel like I just had been out of bed. (Awake since 7am) weird.
love is mainly built by the attraction from one to another. IT doesn’T matter how it comes up to that, especially not in what way it hits you. Live showed me way to often it’s way of curiousity. This is making me insane.
-J
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My lil sis n me used to watch the “M. JAcksons life” movie after school tons of times.. this reminds me so much of her and the good old childhood times.. Could almost cry by thinkin’ of it..
-J
Update:
lol I like the “stop in the name of love” part… 
Staring into the intersection
she thinks that she can fly and she might
holding on in a new direction
she’s gonna try it tonight
the closer i get to feeling
the further that i’m feeling from alright
the more i step into the sun
the more i step out of the light
Jackie’s covered in a blanket*
on a sunday porch
thinking of the weekends
she would party in the city
she doesn’t have a flame
she’d prefer to burn out
like a torch
If she gets nowhere in life
At least she knows she’s pretty
She said
Hey Now The Straw dog’s out in the street
Hey now there’s chemicals in the clouds
Hey now they’re calling all the police
But they won’t get to us anyhow
The moon is shining now
And shadows are what’s left of all the noise
simple silhouettes and cut outs
As if we had a choice
he listens closely now
swears that he can hear a voice
that’s calling him
and saying
Hey now the straw dog’s out in the street
Hey now there’s chemicals in the clouds
Hey now there calling all the police
but they won’t get to us anyhow… No
What does it take to be a super hero in my world?
make no mistake that these villains always get the girl
we can escape and then we’d skate away from all of this
but no one ever does
She’s saying
Hey now the straw dog’s out in the street
hey now there’s chemicals in the clouds
hey now they’re calling all the police
but they won’t get to us
No they’ll never get to us
hey now the straw dog’s out in the street
hey now there’s chemicals in the clouds
and they’re calling all the police
but they won’t get to us
na na na na na na na na now
Never understood how she could,
Mean so little to so many
Why does she mean everything to me?
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Questioning her good intention
Jealousy’s a bad invention
When you push on glass, it’s bound to break
Even when she was defensive,
It just gave me more incentive
The more you squeeze, the more it slips away
I never walked so far on a lonely street
With no-one there for me
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Accept this confession! …I’m walking on pins and needles
You’re not my possession! …I’m walking on pins and needles
My conscience is vicious! …I’m walking on pins and needles
And I’m begging forgiveness! …I’m walking on pins and needles
I never walked so far on a lonely street,
With no one there for me
It took too long to see her in misery
And now it’s clear to me
That it’s worth the pain, always take the blame
For all your own insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
