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Waiting in the Wings

Point of Grace

I Choose You

2004

waiting in the wings
Love is always waiting in the wings

there's always more to any story
Than just what's here and now
There's not one hopeless situation

to love and be love
How even leaves have veins with stories to tell
And we are the stories
We are the radical and hopeful
We are the revolutionary poem,

Teaching Me How to Love You

Joey Martin

His and Hers

2012

didn't have a clue
She was teaching me how to love you

Every hand we hold
Every bridge we burn
Every story told 
Is another lesson learned

A few

Dead Giveaway

Molly Hatchet

Super Hits

1998

better
By the look in her eyes.

Chorus:
Dead giveaway, ain't no use in fakin'
I thought it was love, I guess I was mistaken
The sign on the wall

And you won't speak

Nuff a dem nuh love when we rollin high (True!)
When dem wonderin why yuh don't stroll in by (True!)
Nuff a dem nuh love it when

Should I?

Maxine Sullivan

Queen, Vol. 5: Something to Remember Her By

1993

Should I reveal exactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
Should I recite beneath the pale moonlight?
And swear by the stars above you?

stories 
Don't you see baby don't you see
I have never been that sort of man 
Man
We can sing baby we can sing 
Don't you tell me love stories now

want to follow you into a trap
And let's talk about separating love from lust
If I can't, how am I supposed to trust
That I'll do right by the girl I

Blue Eyes
So you heard my story, yeah
And I can tell by your eyes
That you already love me, yeah
But I don't want, (Oooooh) I don't want a man (Oooooh)

will never be blind.
To get stung by love so many times.
I've fathered a part- I'm sinking in.

CHORUS
When she comes around again
(whoa, whoa)
She comes

a box, bitch i love that cereal!
From a very early age i had to look in the mirror
Cope with pains wipe away all them tears
Who really give a fuck? Jus

and analyzed
By how we choose to live

I'm talking bout the story of a life time
I'm not saying that I am mr right
But we're running out of time my friend
We all

Niggas hating on me but they love the way that I use
These words to make stories whenever I choose
These words is for the glory when I step in the booth

dating’s just another trend
That’s one thing I don’t really understand

A love story that I’m leaving behind
They say that I’m letting my 20’s pass by

All I

games
Ain't no time for kids
Same old story
Not buying it
If we keep this up
Might be time to quite

Always telling me that I press my luck 
Eventually,

saying, by now I could have made it
But fucking fascination with fucking procrastination
Had me su-su-suffocating, waiting impatient, steady content
With my

The princess shall not die.
Instead, 
she shall fall into a deep sleep, 
and shall wake up 
when someone kisses her 
with true love.

The time went by, 
and it

What you see in a picture? You couldn't tell
What you feel in your heart? Keep it secret well

The story you will tell will save a life
It is made by

and your cigarrets
I’m better on my own, we should stay friends
Cause I don’t need your storys or your love affairs
I’m better by myself now and we should

Can I tell my side of story, please allow me
I hate to get into a fight, especially for somebody
You was the only bitch I ever got into my sheets
I

the love I give is only catered by abusers
Who claim they more than spiritual but shallow when they moving
All that fake energy don't power all you losers

yeah
I'll get by if you smile
You can never be too happy in this life

In a world where everybody hates a happy ending story
It's a wonder love can make

mine
Wildflowers grow like memories and give to the ones you love
I
Promise to remember, promise to forever
I
Promise to tell your stories one day

Sigh and say something poetic and tell me you want me
But I'm just a detour, a quick fix when you're bored
This won't be a love story they'll write down