Philosopher Kings – Give Back The Love :.

I would never give back the love you gave me
I would never undo the past that made me
Even when the memories hurt, it would only make me feel worse
If I were to give back the love you gave me

You were never more than 15 minutes away from me
Growing up on the very same street, never you without me
I was there when you crashed and you burned and cut off your hair
It was me that helped you find your way back from nowhere
Time flies and wipes away all my regrets
So young how could we know what we had and now that I know I won’t forget.

I would never give back the love you gave me
I would never undo the past that made me
Even when the memories hurt, it would only make me feel worse
If I were to give back the love you gave me.

Always seemed like you saw something no one else could see
There were nights when you burned so bright I thought that you would blind me
I was there when you cried through the night and you let your guard down
I was there when you stepped off track and started running around
Time flies wipes away is a regret
So young how could we know what we had and now that I know I won’t forget

I would never give back the love you gave me
I would never undo the past that made me
Even when the memories hurt, it would only make me feel worse
If I were to give back the love you gave me

When your promise was broken
That’s when your love was stolen from me
I’m on my knees
All I have left is just your memories

I would never give back the love you gave me
I would never undo the past that made me
Even when the memories hurt, it would only make me feel worse
If I were to give back the love you gave me

Maybe it’s the music.. :.

Maybe it’s the music.. Maybe it’s that I’ve fallen in love with life all over again.. Or maybe it’s because I’m watching wonderful beautiful romances bloom in the gardens of my friends..

I’ve been listening to Gipsy Kings for most of today and over the weekend. The music makes me get up and dance, and fortunately, I have plenty of room to shake my booty like an idiot..  If I had a partner, I’d cause a lot of damage.

I was having a crazy daydream, about visiting a friend in Egypt, and we’d take off to Italy or Spain, and dance in the cobblestone streets.

That would be cool. The other would be to have a party at my house, and dancing to the Gipsy Kings.

I wonder where my wandering brain will take me next.. : )