Not Good Enough
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Saturday
The 13th of November, 2004 at 09:41 PM
When I was wasting my time with Emily, a good friend told me, "She's isn't good enough for you." I was told that for all the nice things I did, everything I did right, a girl would have to be stupid not to take up my offer. Irony isn't it?
I don't feel like I'm wasting my time. I don't even feel that this one isn't good enough for me. I mean, whats that mean anyways. Good enough? There is a principal difference between what I had then and what I "have" now. When I was after Emily, there was nothing there. It's like I was talking to a wall all the time. She said she cared but she didn't. I know what caring looks like, I know what it feels like. I feel it this time.
I don't know why this has to be all that hard. But when is anything ever simple. I just know what I think, I know what I feel... thats all that matters. If things were meant to fit together they would. God's great puzzle. I was always good at puzzles....
Read the last post or something. I just don't have alot to say here. I think I said it all last time.
The clock's running down
The team's losing ground
To the opposing defense
The young quarterback
Waits for the snap
When suddenly it all starts to make sense
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He takes a step back
He's under attack
But he knows that no one can touch him now
He seems so at ease
A strange inner peace
Is all that he's feeling somehow
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
[Bridge]
He thinks of his mother
He thinks of his bride-to-be
He thinks of his father
His two younger brothers
Gathered around the widescreen TV
He looks to the left
He looks to the right
And there in a golden ray of light
Is his open man
Just as he planned
The whole world is his tonight
Fountains of Wayne - All Kinds of Time
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