Tuesday, June 8, 2010

::love, love, love, love, crazy!...::


might as well be singing 'bout a DR-dressed girl. clothes with the power to coax a laugh, play with love chemistry, prolong a gaze, crunch a breath, pluck a heartstring, squeeze some soul juice.


::i can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles

and the heavens open every time she smiles

and when I come to her that's where I belong

yet I'm running to her like a river's song


she give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

she give me love, love, love, love, crazy love


she's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low down

and when I come to her when the sun goes down

take away my trouble, take away my grief

take away my heartache, in the night like a thief


yes I need her in the daytime

yes I need her in the night

yes I want to throw my arms around her


kiss her hug her kiss her hug her tight

and when I'm returning from so far away

she gives me some sweet lovin' brighten up my day

yes it makes me righteous, yes it makes me feel whole


...


yes it makes me mellow down in to my soul


::van morrison --> "crazy love"::

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