Heather B

i walked past my grave in the dark tonight.

i saw the stone and the note you left for me



to answer your question, i just had to leave.

i just had to leave.



but that's not why im here.

i came down here to tell you

it rains in heaven all day long

i wanna find you so bad to let you know

im miserable up here without you



i found my way back in the dark tonight

i could have woke up about right next to you

i traded forever to just hear you say the sound of my name



but thats not why im here



don't believe that its better when you leave everything behind

don't believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die



i came down here to tell you it rains in heaven all day long

i wanna find you so bad and let you know im miserable up here without you

don't believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die.

okay so its three a.m.

and i can't sleep anymore



god please spare me of anymore heartbreak

i know i'm not god's favorite.

and i know i have left him behind so many times.

but you have to admit

even angels would get lonely in this forsaken town.



i've been waking up a lot lately

and all i can do is think



i know im selfish for asking

but then again i've always got my own way

i need you to just be mine



i've got one foot in my grave tonight

and the other is inside your window



i don't know which to choose

and i don't know where i'll go

i just know i'll take you with me



so tattoo my name on your list and just move the hell on

there's no break-down or broken heart here

just move on

there's nothing to see here



i wanna open up but there's so much you don't know

there's so much left untold

the story's not quite over, yet it hasn't even begun



i guess in the beginning you start to think about the end

and how we'll go out

the hardest part is wondering.



will we be shooting stars, brief yet so unforgettable?

or will we be the sun shining until the end of all time.



looking up at the stars i know thats just what i'd want.

just how i'd like us to be.

we've all become
what we said we hate
and we've had to compliment ourselves
when it was much too hard to take.

sick and tired of waiting
these mental games
all have hearts to break.

i never said i'd lie in wait forever
even if i did would we be together?

i'm gonna drive so fucking far
that i'll never cross your mind
break out of the window
head to the car
only one shot for our dreams
burning bridges so it seems

we'll ride away like we own this town
and never once long for it back

we'll drive with the windows down
and the radio up
screaming our hearts out
this time we're not turning back


till we meet that open road



night fading away in the distance
time melting with no opposition
when we see that street sign
that says
"Still too close to Home"



two lifetimes isn't long enough.
keep driving.

in this first entry i plan to win the nobel prize.
probably even cure cancer or something

:]
ready for this?
...
ha.


i wish.
the name's heather b
it's nice to be here...most days.

our days are numbered by nights on too many rooftops
if we die tonight
at least they'll say
we burned with passion
they'll say we burned so bright