Random Thoughts
You can hide it, but it never stays hidden for long.
It always comes to the surface and reveals itself.
You can deny it, but it will stand firm.
It is rock solid in the face of time.
Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late
I've heard that song before, but lately it seems to be reminding me of a friend of mine that I haven't seen since she got married. I miss talking with her. No matter what I was going through, she could always cheer me up.
I've let you knock me down,
Pound me to a pulp,
Walk on my like a doormat,
Abuse me like a whipping boy.
All for a crime
That you made me think I committed.
But I'm stronger now,
And I realize,
I wasn't the criminal,
And you were never the victim.
I'm not the one
Who has anything to be sorry about.
And I won't be punished
For these crimes any longer.
You have a take-it-or-leave-it offer.
The choice is yours to make.
You know what your choices are,
And don't even think about
Trying to convince anyone
That I'm the reason for this split.
It always comes to the surface and reveals itself.
You can deny it, but it will stand firm.
It is rock solid in the face of time.
Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late
I've heard that song before, but lately it seems to be reminding me of a friend of mine that I haven't seen since she got married. I miss talking with her. No matter what I was going through, she could always cheer me up.
I've let you knock me down,
Pound me to a pulp,
Walk on my like a doormat,
Abuse me like a whipping boy.
All for a crime
That you made me think I committed.
But I'm stronger now,
And I realize,
I wasn't the criminal,
And you were never the victim.
I'm not the one
Who has anything to be sorry about.
And I won't be punished
For these crimes any longer.
You have a take-it-or-leave-it offer.
The choice is yours to make.
You know what your choices are,
And don't even think about
Trying to convince anyone
That I'm the reason for this split.