Archive for March, 2003

To: Noel

Friday, March 21st, 2003

How do I love you
Well let me see
I love you like a lyric loves a melody
baby, completely wrapped up in you.

How do I need you
Well can’t you tell
I need you like a penny needs a wishing well
baby, completely wrapped up in you.

Every now and then
When the world that we’re livin in’s crazy
You gladly hold me and carry me through
No one in the world’s ever done what you did for me
And I’d be sad and lonely if there were no you

How do I love you
Well count the ways
There ain’t no number high enough to end this phrase
baby, completely wrapped up in you.

Every now and then
When the world that were livin in’s crazy
You gladly hold me and carry me through
No one in the world’s ever done what you do for me
And I’d be sad and lonely if there were no you

How do I love you (baby don’t you know?)
Well don’t you know
I love you bout as deep as any love can grow
baby, completely wrapped up in you.
baby, completely wrapped up in you.

Garth Brooks: Wrapped Up In You

Tuesday, March 18th, 2003

How?

How can I spend two hours getting ready, when I know no one will notice?

How can I know that people love me, yet I still feel unloved?

How can I know that my life is going great and still feel empty?

How can I be hungry and not feel like food?

How can I believe I’m pretty, when every other girl looks better than me?

How come I want to run, but my feet are glued to the floor?

How can I get up early and still be late?

How can I read a book and not recall a word of it?

How can I look at a picture and see right through it to the wall?

How can I want a hug so bad, but not ask for one?

How can I hate the clouds, when they provide the rain?

How can I hate the sun, when it provides me with heat?

How come I used the word “hate”, when I do not mean it?

How can I say one thing, and mean another?

How can my mind be blank, and my head so full?

How can I be brave, when all I feel is scared?

How can I say everything’s ok, when it obviously is not?

How can I smile, when all I want to do is cry?

Snowmobiling!!!

Wednesday, March 5th, 2003

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Unanswered Prayers - Garth Brooks

Tuesday, March 4th, 2003

Just the other night a hometown football game
My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldn’t help but think of the way things used to be

She was the one that I’d wanted for all times
And each night I’d spend prayin’ that God would make her mine
And if he’d only grant me this wish I wished back then
I’d never ask for anything again

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you’re talkin’ to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn’t answer doesn’t mean he don’t care
Some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

She wasn’t quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
Inn her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasn’t much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what he’s doin’ after all

And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
And then and there I thankedd the good Lord
For the gifts in my life

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you’re talkin’ to the man upstairs
That just because he may not answer doesn’t mean he don’t care
Some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

Some of God’s greatest gifts are all too often unanswered…
Some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers