Wednesday, July 16, 2008
somewhere, over the rainbow.
way up high.
there's a land that i heard of once,
in a lullaby.
somewhere, over the rainbow.
skies are blue.
and the dreams you dare to dream,
really do come true.
someday, i wish upon a star.
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
where troubles felt like lemon drops.
way above the chimney tops.
that's where you'll find me.
somewhere over the rainbow,
blue birds fly.
birds fly over the rainbow,
why then, oh why can't I?
if happy little blue birds fly beyond the rainbow
why, oh why can't I?
-over the rainbow.
i said.
dreams do come true.
you say.
but this is not a dream.
oh dear, i am so in love with you.
10:43 PM; `dead.Y