ADDED 11/01/04 Wrote this yesterday.
Amazing music!
I write songs. Sometimes people play them with me.
Lyrics
I tried to tell you in a fashion
That I hate it with a passion
But there's nothing I can do now, is there
I love you, now I know it
I only wish you'd let me show it
But there's nothing I can do now, is there
It's just that if all that you've said is true
I don't think he's very good for you
You unexpectedly succeed, and he gets annoyed with you
It's a feeling that I get, my friend
I won't meet anyone like you again
You say you look a mess, well you look mighty beautiful to me
When your mind's weary, your body tired,
And there are tears forming in your eyes
How I'd dearly love to help you through it
When I'm with you I'm alive
And I cannot help but smile
It's the way you talk, it just makes me do it
And if all that you've said is true
I don't think he's very good for you
Poking at your stomach, well what on earth is that about?
It's just something that I know, my friend
I'll not meet anyone like you again
You say you look a mess, well you look mighty beautiful to me
You always say you look a mess, but you look might beautiful to me
