i could not be more in love with this man...
he's brought me through death. heartache. illness. family issues. money issues. love. hurt. and just about every other emotion i can summon.
and he still gets me - every. time.
he's brought me through death. heartache. illness. family issues. money issues. love. hurt. and just about every other emotion i can summon.
and he still gets me - every. time.
"We might kiss when we are alone | When nobody's watching | We might take it home | We might make out when nobody's there | It's not that we're scared | It's just that it's delicate | So why do you fill my sorrow | With the words you've borrowed | From the only place you've know | And why do you sing Hallelujah | If it means nothing to you | Why do you sing with me at all? | We might live like never before | When there's nothing to give | Well how can we ask for more | We might make love in some sacred place | The look on your face is delicate | So why do you fill my sorrow | With the words you've borrowed | From the only place you've know | And why do you sing Hallelujah | If it means nothing to you | Why do you sing with me at all? | So why do you fill my sorrow | With the words you've borrowed | From the only place you've know | And why do you sing Hallelujah | If it means nothing to you | Why do you sing with me at all?"