Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me


Norah Jones.

I hate feeling this way. I've never felt it before , and i have no wish to feel it ever again. It's eating me up, from the inside out. I'm stuck in this rut and i'm trying to clas my way out, but somehow, i cant seem to...

Just when u think its as bad as its gonna get, it gets even more horrendously laconic. How wonderful! how damn wonderful...! I hate the person i've become, so cynical, so scared to trust anyone, to open up, to believe that life holds nothing but "glass half empty" moments. I hate it, and yet, i find myself remaining idle.



PS...Ruth & Sammy, i cant WAIT for u guys to come to Melbourne! Its gonna be AWESOME! wooo hoo!! love u guys! psk...aruna, i'm still hoping and praying for u. I havent forgotton... :)