lc23tina's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Five for Fighting - Superman \"OUR SONG\" Five for Fighting - Superman... I can�t stand to fly I�m not that naive I�m just out to find The better part of me I�m more than a bird�I�m more than a plane More than some pretty face beside a train It�s not easy to be me Wish that I could cry Fall upon my knees Find a way to lie About a home I�ll never see It may sound absurd�but don�t be naive Even Heroes have the right to bleed I may be disturbed�but won�t you concede Even Heroes have the right to dream It�s not easy to be me Up, up and away�away from me It�s all right�You can all sleep sound tonight I�m not crazy�or anything� I can�t stand to fly I�m not that naive Men weren�t meant to ride With clouds between their knees I�m only a man in a silly red sheet Digging for kryptonite on this one way street Only a man in a funny red sheet Looking for special things inside of me It�s not easy to be me. Did you know that this song was the first song that John and I listened to together? It was the first time that I ever hear it. I wondered who it was by so I called the radio station during a comercial during the hockey game. The DJ that answered told me it was "Five for Fighting". He asked if I knew what Five for Fighting meant, I said "no"...DUH! I am a Canadian, who at that time was watching the sport and I didn't have a clue. 5 minutes for a fighting penalty in the game of hockey. I probably will never forget that song because of the fact I felt like an ass afterwards. And because I downloaded it when it became "our" song and have listened to it about a million times since then. I still get those fuzzy butterflies in my tummy when I hear it. It was on a CD that John burnt and we listened to in the car the first time he kissed me at a red light, and the first time that he put his hand on mine while driving. I bet he dosen't know that. And if there is a possibility that he does, I bet he didn't think I rememberd. I've been trying to think of a Valentines gift that wont take money. Since I am going to try and squueze every last penny in our budget, we wont have the moolah for big gifts. I'm thinking about making a CD with all our favorite songs on it. You know all those slow, sappy and gushy songs that put you in the mood for lovin'? And writing him a nice letter. I might even make a few hearts and attach them to various body parts... This Valentines day could be fun. I wonder what he has up his sleeve? I don't need any chocolates. I'm still waiting for the 60 pounds of yummy assorted chocolates from Christmas to make my ass their forever home. I hope it's just something simple. He has a way of trying to out do himself. No wonder I love the guy... I have so much fun with him. Oh, I found my most favorite entry about John. Finally, after searching forever. I think that had to be the most beautiful thing I have ever written. Only because I have a beautiful man to write about. I miss him. Somedays I wish he didn't work midnights. I am leaving an interesting note on his pillow tonight. It reads: John I love you!! If you aren't too tired when you get home from work, you can wake me up to have breakfast. By the way-- I changed my name to "BREAKFAST". HAHAHAHA. No, really...If you want to wake me up, you can. If not I will see you when you wake up. Love Always; Tina Hope he gets the hint. Night! -Tina 5:36 a.m. - 2003-01-31 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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