Marisela (1865)

Marisela
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Journal of Marisela (1865)

Monday August 23, 10

I'm a little bit Country..

12:03 PM

Wow I had to! The lyrics in this song is so familiar to me.

a car goes by and i see your face
a strangers face in the window
and i wish it was you
im in a room
its a crowded room
a friend walks up to say hello
and i wish it was you
cause every memory that haunts my mind
is just another reason why

(i wish it was you) a phone ring in the middle of the night
a doorbell in the broad daylight
a letter in the mail that i come home to
(i wish it was you) when i see two people on the street
touchin' like they dont care who sees
laughin' the way we used to do
i wish it was you

ill meet someone who could be the one
but soemthin' always happens
before the night is through
theres that certain look and that certain smile
theres that old familiar pattern
and i wish it was you
tellin' me that you'll be back someday
and i dont have to feel this way

(i wish it was you) a phone ring in the middle of the night
a doorbell in the broad daylight
a letter in the mail that i come home to
(i wish it was you) when i see two people on the street
touchin' like they dont care who sees
laughin' the way we used to do
i wish it was me and i wish it was you

(i wish it was you) a phone ring in the middle of the night
a doorbell in the broad daylight
a letter in the mail that i come home to
(i wish it was you) when i see two people on the street
laughin' like they dont care who sees
touchin' the way we used to do
i wish it was me and i wish it was you

I suppose I want to be in love again. Is that to much to ask for. Crazy life of mine..



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