Tuesday, January 26, 2010

You belong with me

Had you heard of the song "You belong to me" by Taylor Swift?
I can't help thinking how great this song is and I really wanted to recommend it to my dear readers.

Okay, that was a lie.
It's not because the song is that great.
It's because I have this horrible pimple on my face and so I'm confining myself and my pimple to house arrest so I have more time to contemplate on my life.

Anyhow, I guess some lines DO reflect how I feel, but it's just that poignant sense that you're looking for.

Okay lyrics (with favorite parts ... out of all the favorite parts of course, are bold).

You're on the phone with your girlfriend.
She's upset.
She's going off about something that you've said.
She doesn't get your humor like I do.
I'm in the room.
It's a typical Tuesday night.
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do.

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts.
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleacher.
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you.
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me.

Walking the streets with you and your worn out jeans.
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be.
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself "hey, isn't this easy?"
And you got a smile that could light up this whole town.
I haven't seen it in awhile since she brought you down.
You said you're fine, I know you better than that.
Hey, what you're doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers.
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleacher.
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you.
Been here along so why can't you see?
You belong with me.
Standing by you.
Waiting at your backdoor.
All this time how could you not know, baby?
You belong with me.

I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night.
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry.
I know your favourite song and you tell me about your dreams.
Think I know where you belong.
Think I know it's with me.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you.
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me.
Standing by you.
Waiting at your back door.
All this time how could you not know, baby?
You belong with me.

You belong with me.
Have you ever thought just maybe.
You belong with me.

p.s. "I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry."
WHOA! MUSHY!!!

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