viernes, octubre 28, 2005

feeling you...

I went to your house, I walked up the stairs, I opened your door without ringing the bell.

I walked down the hall, Into your room, Where I could smell you, and I shouldn't be here without permission
I shouldn't be here.

Would you forgive me love if I danced in your shower. Would you forgive me love if I layed in your bed. Would you forgive me love if I stayed all afternoon.

I took off my clothes, put on your robe. I went through your drawers, and I found your cologne.

Went down to the den found your cd's, and I played your Johnny and I shouldn't stay long, you might be home soon. I shouldnt stay long.

Would you forgive me love if I danced in your shower. Would you forgive me love if I layed in your bed. Would you forgive me love if I stayed all afternoon.

I burned your inscence and I ran a bath. I noticed a letter that sat on your desk.

It said "Hello love, I love you so,love meet me at midnight", and no it wasn't my writting. I better go soon, it wasn't my writting.

So forgive me love if I cry in your shower. So forgive me love for the salt in your bed. So forgive me love if I cry all afternoon.

[ Alanis Morissette - You Oughta Know (Jimmy The Saint Blend) ]