so I figured I would.
Forget romantic comedies or romance novels.... male songwriters give women impossibly
high standards for what they idealistically want from men. Or maybe it's just me.
"I hate your subtle beauty
The way your doe eyes slow dance me
And beat like a million humming birds
When I draw closer
Most of all I hate the way that I miss your sight
More than a blind man would miss his own eyes"
Jesus. Forget chocolate and flowers. These men are on to something.
I think every woman would love to be special enough to be the muse for a song.
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