He’s right, this song is
He’s right, this song is pretty much me. And I do thank him for this weekend. Though I don’t know what to think anymore. Maybe I just shouldn’t. So I’m just going to ignore whatever’s running through my head and pretend he didn’t make my weekend. That way, it’ll be easier to remind myself there’s nothing there.
Dido’s “Thank You“
“My tea’s gone cold, I’m wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be grey, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there’ll be hell today, I’m late for work again
And even if I’m there, they’ll all imply that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I’m home at last and I’m soaking through and through
Then you handed me a towel and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down now, I wouldn’t have a clue
Because you’re near me and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life.”
It’s probably a very good thing I’m unable to listen to music at work. A very, very, very good thing. (not like we didn’t hear that song enough while on the road yesterday…)
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