this one isnt tidy or anything just some memories comming back from my stay out of city and all lol got a bit artistic and though i would write. well its not great and there isnt really a beat i had in mind or anything so yeah. do with it as you will. changes and what not will be wonderfull if you have any ideas how to make this better i would love it as i plan on sending it to the person talked about. so um.... yeah lol. any ways this is for chris ^_^


ps i have this odd fondness of ending with the beginning a habbit i have to get out of lol so just bare with me untill i do

Photo of my heart

There’s an old photo on my desk
Next to the computer and all the mess
But all that clutter couldn’t hide the smiles
Of kids who though they had all the time
Funny faces and screwed up expressions
Kisses and hugs and long life lessons

My heart beat to the song
Of the boy with the curly hair
And a guitar that he loved to strum
I pretended not to notice him
He laughed and pretended he didn’t care
Secretly I wished he’d smile my way
Then it seemed some one heard my prayer

He took my hand and my heart
Held it carefully from the start
i could  close my eyes
And suddenly I knew I could fly
On my soul he left his impressions
on his heart I left my confessions

Bridge

Suddenly time ran out
Boarded a flight that would take me back
It was something we couldn’t lie about
And that brown eyed boy took my hand
i knew he would miss me,
and i him, with out a doubt

Now im back in this city
And sometimes I lie in self-pity
Wondering if that boy ever thinks of me
But then I look around and see
Hes touched my life like no other
Not like my friends, father or even my mother
I smile and think to my self
Of those memories that lay dusty on my shelf

There’s an old photo on my desk
Next to the computer and all the mess
But all that clutter couldn’t hide the smiles
Of kids who though they had all the time
Funny faces and screwed up expressions
Kisses and hugs and long life lessons


My heart beat to the song
Of the boy with the curly hair
And a guitar that he loved to strum
I pretended not to notice him
He laughed and pretended he didn’t care
Secretly I wished he’d smile my way
Then it seemed some one heard my prayer

These lyrics are wicked, prefer them to that angel watching over you song. Your an extremely good lyric writer. Not great but only because you need more practise. That lack of is the only thing holding you back imo. Better than my stuff anyway.
Keep up the good work man,
KI

oh, the sweet dusty memories...
i paticularly like this line:

But all that clutter couldn’t hide the smiles
Of kids who though they had all the time

...a timeless piece of truth...

aww thanks ^_^ i really tried on these lyrics (though their not as good as i think they could be if i put more time into them) but it means alot that you like them thanks

Awwww:D

Good song.

I can't help but smile at it.

Needs a light acoustic track in the background.

Paper you are a great songwriter!

hahahah thank you

Chat!

Do you have music to this lyric?
Its a nice poem but it is a really good lyric. So you think they could be better? You might find the right lines come out and fall into place when you get music to it and start singing it?
There are some nice lines in there and some good rhymes too.
It moves forwards as well as holding the moment!

actully i reviesed these and yeah i have set them to music.. (at least the tune part) but im musicly enept when it comes to putting insterments into a song (because i cant play one lol) but i  was hopeing some one would come along and like to do it for me. i think one of my friends is going to do it. we'll see