she’s gone… now the world has the snow melting
Tuesday, October 25th, 2005i’m tired of playing a game i’m not even supposed to be playing. i know nothing about it and yet here i am, playing against the pros. i know i should stop but will i ever have the strength to do so?
right, whatever. it’s an unimportant question that i know will be answered sooner or later. don’t really need to think about this too much. work keeps me busy anyway.
thank god for work… (never thought i’d ever say that though…) =c
I’m Not That Girl - from the musical WICKED
hands touch, eyes meet
sudden silence, sudden heat
hearts leap in a giddy whirl
he could be that boy, but i’m not that girl
don’t dream too far
don’t lose sight of who you are
don’t remember that rush of joy
he could be that boy, but i’m not that girl
every 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
gold hair with a gentle curl
that’s the girl he chose and heaven knows i’m not that girl
don’t wish, don’t start
wishing only wounds the heart
i wasn’t born for the rose and pearl
there’s a girl i know
he loves her so
i’m not that girl…