Sunday, January 15, 2012

If You Could Read My Mind

Bismillah



 Quote of the Day: "I'm Walking Away now, hear my steps making dat much noise...Don't Even try to stop me now!  am waaay Gone! is way too late"

So last night i was at a shisha cafe. and ya i was smokin up ma shisha an workin on ma new macbook air tryna figga it all out an ish


and heard the live guitar cuz they have live guitar an it was nice to study an hear it


anyways one of the singer/guitar players was playin this song i knew i had heard it somewhere before like on radio or some cuz the song was familiar an i could sing along with some of the words


so heeey here we go i said: "but the feelings gone and I just can't get it back.
" jot it down on one of ma iphones an i went and googled it later cuz it was as i was leaving and walkin out and i thought i should def do it



wen i did dis song came up and aparently he wrote it cuz hes 1st marriage went terriabely wrong....


so here we go il post it


If You Could Read My Mind
Gordon Lightfoot

If you could read my mind love,
what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie
about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me
and I will never be set free
as long as I'm a ghost that you can see.


If I could read your mind love,
what a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
the kind the drugstore sells.
When you reach the part where the heartaches
come the hero would be me.
Heroes often fail.
And you won't read that book again
because the endings just to hard to take.


I walk away like a movie star
who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two, a movie queen
to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me,
but for now love lets be real.


I never thought I could act this way
and I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong
but the feelings gone and I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind love,
what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet the story always ends.
And if you read between the lines
you'll know that I'm just trying to understand
the feeling that you left.

I never thought I could feel this way
and I got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong
but the feelings gone
and I just can't get it back.

take care yall



fi aman Allah


Yallah


Ma3asalamah


~1~

No comments:

Post a Comment