Saturday, December 27, 2008

I want to go where the music never stops. I want to go where nothing stands in my way from you. I want to go where the palm trees sway. I want to go where there are free cremes and pina coladas everyday. I want to go where we can walk down the beach hand in hand. I want to go where I can sleep and wake up like a lobster. I want to go where when I sleep, the slight breeze kisses my face, and the waves crash behind me. I want to go where it's just us. I want to go where we can laugh and goof around all day. I want to go where the sun hurts my eyes it's so bright. I want to go where the snow falls gently on my head, and gets caught on your eyelashes. I want to go where I can run and spin and then tumble in the snow with you. I want to go where the leaves dance around me, and the cold october air makes you hug me closer. I want to go where nothing is the same. I want to go where I can dance to samba music. I want to go where I can sit by a fire and sip the best hot coco ever. I want to go where we can all enjoy ourselves. I want to go where I can sing loudly to a song I don't even know. I want to go where I can stand on the sidewalk and sing to Billy Joel's "Piano Man." I want to go where I can fly. I want to go where nothing matters. I want to go to paradise, and I want to go where the music never stops.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

god i hate that font