when it rains
The soft grey sky
Drifts to the ground
Brown rivulets
Trickle away
Trickle away
Washing sadness down
Weather vanes
Weep and turn
Weep and turn
Forgetting in the damp and grey
That by and by
The sun will shine
Sun will shine
By and by
The sun will shine.
Jeni Carino
Breakaway
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)
Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray (I would pray)
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway
dailies
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
-1:24 AM
I'm an...
"Imaginary Superstar"
When I'm alone
And in my room
And there's nothing else to do
I turn on my stereo
I listen to the radio
It gets me in a better mood
Changes my whole attitude
I turn it up real loud
Imagine a screaming crowd
It feels so good
This can't be wrong
Favourite song
Is on the radio
So I'll blast on my stereo
No one's watching
So I play air guitar
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar
The music stops
Though it's in my head
Just jumpin' round on my bed
Still it's so fun to pretend
I play burnt out on the floor
But they're screaming out for more
So I rock on once again
I turn it up real loud
Imagine a screaming crowd
It feels so good
This can't be wrong
Favourite song
Is on the radio
So I'll blast on my stereo
No one's watching
So I play air guitar
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar
Imaginary superstar
Imaginary superstar
Favourite song
Is on the radio
So I'll blast on my stereo
No one's watching
So I play air guitar
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar
Imaginary superstar
Imaginary superstar
