When Sunny gets Blue

Spoon, kind-of-stolen tuner, and little guitar.

I have an AP exam coming up. In AP European History. I really, really loved that course! My teacher was amazing, and everyone was really tight and we all helped each other out. It was almost like the Paris Commune, only we didn't each dogs (or each other). Whatever. Ponder, 80 questions in 55 minutes, 1 DBQ, and 2 FRQs. 

I wrote another song for her. I can't believe it; sometimes I think she is my muse. She probably is. Irony is so stupid.

I wish love would come to me

I wish my love was meant to be

When I look to you 

even when the sky is grey

I'd lighten up

and you'd brighten up my day

Chorus: You're the bounce in my step

the apple in my eye

My moon and my stars

The tears that I cry

Your hair of gold

and your eyes of deep blue

Your face like the sky

If only I could sing to you

I wish love 

would come to me

I wish my love

was meant to be

chorus

For you I'd do

most anything

Like run to Mars

or go to Smoothie King

I'll make dinner

and lunch and breakfast too

I'll write a song

and I'll sing it just for you 

Chorus

I'd follow you

To where the sea meets the sky

And I will love

and that ain't a lie

Remember that war isn't glorious

and life is ugly

love is beautiful

but it don't like me

I wish love 

would come to me

I wish my love

was meant to be

Outro.

Thats all I got.

Let your dreams run wild. Only in your head though.