Little Things

Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissing And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs All the play fighting All the flirtatious disses I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could We’d spend the whole weekend Lying in our own dirt I was just so happy In your boxers and your t-shirt Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things Dreams of you and me It seems, it seems That I can’t shake those memories I wonder if you have the same dreams too The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but it’s so true I know it’s not right but it seems unfair That thing’s are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if only for one weekend So come on Tell me Is this the end? Drinkin’ tea in bed, watchin’ DVD’s When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines You’d take me out shopping And all we’d buy is trainers As if we ever needed anything to entertain us The first time that you introduced me to your friends And you could that tell I was nervous, so you held my hand When I was feeling down, you’d make that face you do There’s no-one in the world who could replace you Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things Dreams of me and you It seems, it seems That I can’t shake those memories I wonder if you feel the same way too The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but it’s so true I know it’s not right but it seems unfair That thing’s are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if only for one weekend So come on Tell me Is this the end?

I carry it in my heart

I carry your heart with me(I carry it in
I carry your heart with me(I carry it in
my heart)I am never without it(anywhere
I go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

I fear no fate(for you are my fate,
my sweet) I want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)