This is my world as I see it—you might see it my way, you might not.
Picture perfect memories,
Scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone cause, I can’t fight it any more.
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 come 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 quarter 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.
Yes I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
It’s a quarter after one, 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.
Oh baby I need you now.
“I'd like to have money. And I'd like to be a good writer. These two can come together, and I hope they will, but if that's too adorable, I'd rather have money.” -Dorothy Parker
"The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone's neurosis, and we'd have mighty dull literature if all the writers that came along were a bunch of happy chuckleheads."-William Styron
“I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had absolutely no other place to go.” -Abraham Lincoln
This is my attempt to share my world with you. Sometimes it's exciting—sometimes it's dull. I'll take you with me through my journey of life. Remember, this is my blog and I write whatever I am feeling at any given time. These are my opinions and nobody elses. Please leave me your comments, both good and bad. You can contact me at julie [at] gribco [dot] com anytime with ideas, comments or just to chat.
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