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March 13, 2005 No Choice You've left me no choice, but to wait that lonesome wait. I've left myself no choice, not settling for anything less. As we walked along those stone-cobbled slopes Laughing, anticipating, watching silently. We've left each other no choice, but to wonder 'what if'. I think that the best things in life come to those who wait. And that's why I think I'm just going to stay by this corner and see if things change. Edwin McCain - I'll Be The strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath. And emeralds from mountains, that thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth. And tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above Chorus: And I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love's suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life. And rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed. And you're my survival, you're my living proof My love is alive and not dead. Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above. Well I've dropped out, I've burned up, I'm on my way back from the dead Tuned in, Turned on, Remembered the things that you said. ![]() Photo by Robby Sucipto Last night was Moomba fest, and even though I tell my friends that the fireworks aren't special, I can't help but feel that if you were there with me, it'd be all that different. I'd be the biggest fan of your life. Traveller fell apart at 1:36 PM
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