So i celebrated a few January birthdays. I must say its quite a handful. The fact my dad made such a big fuss because of my absence at home during the weekends.
January was bitter sweet. February was just well... bitter. Therefore the haircut. Which i really love despite the fact it was wrongly cut by the hairdresser. And now i cant wait for it t grow!!!
I was on my normal TV routine having the house to myself whilst everyone is at work and i came across this.
A reminder from the past; how much love one can feel from another being by just simply being himself. What more can one ask for? And if thats not enough, then i guess its just not for you.
Tell me actions speak louder
But there's something about her words that hurt
Closing up and it's so late and
I'm the last one still waiting for you to lock the door
On our way home, I realize
There's some kind of storm
Brewing in his eyes
Only veiled by a thin disguise
Now that I've done my time
I need to move on and I need you to try
'Cause we're out of goodbyes
We're out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes
Never asked you to change
But sadly you don't feel the same about me
I wonder does your man still shudder
When you touch his hand like this man
And on our way home I realize
There's some kind of storm
Brewing in his eyes
Only veiled by a thin disguise
Now that I've done my time
I need to move on and I need you to try
'Cause we're out of goodbyes
(Out of goodbyes)
We're out of goodbyes
(Out of goodbyes)
We're out of goodbyes
(We're out of goodbyes)
