message in a bottle.

there's just something about riding on a dimlit bus in the dark of the night, sloshing through the rain-washed city streets, that makes me pensive. and sappy. then hopeful. then depressed again. it's quite lovely actually. cuz that's when i write some really beautiful songs so here's my new creation.. written to soothe my frustration.. a wish that someone somewhere would feel this way about me.SiGH

^_^ oh how i love being a troubled lovesick artist.

it's hard to know what is real in this crazy world we're living in girl no matter how bad it seems my love is real

should you find yourself lost and you don't know where your dreams have gone girl the moment that you feel despair i will be there

no i'm not afraid [i'm not afraid] it's not like i don't care [you know how i care]i'm just sure that time and distance won't changehow i feel

love is a gift [yes that's what it is]and i'm happy to give [i'm willing to give]

just promise me that now and again you'll think of mechorus don't ever feel bad don't shed a tear no one ever said this world was fair there's a lot of things i understand that's why i'll let go

there are big things waiting for you i know that you were born to see them through and i know what i was born to do love you.