Half On My Heart..

Saturday, August 14, 2010

I believe in angels,
The kind that heaven sends,
I am surrounded by angels,
But I call them friends.

Posted by Karl at 7:11 AM

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Karl: shah alam, selangor, Malaysia; Sometimes we're about to surrender about life! Sometimes we say enough for this life! Sometimes we say Damn this life! Sometimes we say what the hell is this life! remember! we need to face our life behind the shadow of darkness ...

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My heart is yellow, not pink or red like others. It is so bright and shiny; it glows like the sun. My heart is square in shape and fits my chest like a glove. It is very unique, one of a kind, unwilling to conform to anything. My heart is bursting in size and soaks up people and things like a sponge. Sometimes my heart gets so big it weighs me down and hurts when I walk, sleep, and yawn. People tell me my heart is too big and to stop loving so many things and so many people. I can not control my heart, as it has a mind of its own. When I cry, my heart hurts. When I smile, my heart beams like a ray of sunshine. When I am cold, my heart takes an imaginary blanket and wraps it around me for warmth like a big hug. When I am in pain, my heart aches; it aches like a butcher's knife slicing through me over and over again. My heart is not perfect; it has many spots, scratches, and scrapes. My imperfections are tales of lost love, heartaches, and battles not won. My big, yellow, patchy, imperfect heart loves wholly without fear. It loves and it relishes return love. My beautiful, yellow heart is the soul of me.

half on my heart.....

I was born in the arms of imaginary friends
Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been
Then you come crashing in, like the realest thing
Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring

Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you
Oh, with half of my heart

I was made to believe i'd never love somebody else
I made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself
Lonely was the song I sang, 'til the day you came
Showing me a better way and all that my love can bring

Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you
Oh, with half of my heart
With half of my heart

Your faith is strong
But I can only fall short for so long
Time will hold, later on
You will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heart
But I can't stop loving you
But I can't stop loving you
But I can't stop loving you with half of my...

Half of my heart
Half of my heart

Half of my heart's got a real good imagination
Half of my heart's got you
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That half of my heart won't do

Half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring
And half of my heart is the part of a man who's never really loved anything

Half of my heart
Half of my heart
Half of my heart
Half of my heart
Half of my heart
Half of my heart

need you now...

Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone 'cause I can’t fight it anymore.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.

It’s a quarter after one,
I’m all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call,
but I lost all control, and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without,
I just need you now.

Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.

It's a quater after one,
I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call,
but I lost all control, and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without,
I just need you now.

Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

It's a quarter after one,
and I'm all alone and I need you now.
And I said I wouldn't call,
but I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without,
I just need you now
I just need you now

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