Tuesday, August 23

Missy Higgins.

The past few days I've really been listening to this song. It's so beautiful it hurts.


The Special Two
Missy Higgins

I've hardly been outside my room in days,
'Cause I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays.
The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,
And it was then I realized that conscience never fades.

When you're young you have this image of your life:
That you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
And you make boundaries you'd never dream to cross,
And if you happen to you wake completely lost.

But I will fight for you, be sure that
I will fight until we're the special two once again.
And we will only need each other, we'll bleed together,
Our hands will not be taught to hold another's,
'Cause we're the special two.
And we could only see each other, we'll breathe together,
These arms will not be taught to need another's,
'Cause we're the special two.

I remember someone old once said to me:
That lies will lock you up with truth the only key.
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
And couldn't see this place could soon become my hell.
So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place.
I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now,
Oh But if by chance you change your mind you know I will not
Let you down 'cause we were the special two, and will be again.

And we will only need each other, we'll bleed together,
Our hands would not be taught to hold another's,
'Cause we're the special two.
And we could only see each other we'll breathe together,
These arms will not be taught to need another's
'Cause we're the special two.

I step outside my mind's eyes for a minute.
And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease,
Or something that could ease the pain.
But nothing cures the hurt you, you bring on by yourself,
Just remembering, just remembering how we were

And we would only need each other, we'd bleed together,
These hands would not be taught to hold another's,
We were the special two.
And we could only see each other we'd bleed together,
These arms would not be taught to need another's
'Cause we're the special two.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I listened to this song
I used to be her, a piner.
I would dwell on the things that I didn't have and just wish things were different
Sitting in my head and thinking of what COULD BE wastes my time and makes me forget the beautiful that IS.
I don't want a lover. And I don't want a pal. I want someone who knows me and accepts me anyway, who wants to be near me because we understand each other and make each other feel better just by being together. That's what I want to give to someone.

8:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hello.
i'm from livejournal.com
i would really be glad if i could have your lj username - "love actually"
is it possible?
i saw, you do not use it at all.
my own - _tricky_ - is not fashionable at all $)

best wishhes, tanya from moscow, russia

10:51 PM  

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