He was just that kind of a guy:
Somebody hold me too close,
Somebody hurt me too deep.
Somebody sit in my chair
and ruin my sleep,
and make me aware
of being alive
Being alive
Somebody need me too much
Somebody know me too well
Somebody pull me up short,
and put me through hell,
and give me support,
for being alive,
Make me alive.
Make me alive..
Make me confused,
Mock me with praise,
Let me be used,
Harry my days;
That alone...
Is alone...
Not Alive!
Somebody crowd me with love,
Somebody force me to care,
Somebody let me come through,
I'll always be there
As frightened as you,
To help us survive,
Being alive
Being Alive
BEING ALIVE!!!
I had that.
not so much anymore.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Cos he sat in my chair and ruined my sleep
Labels:
Being Alive,
Company,
For Kerry,
Lupone,
Sondheim
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