Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Monday, June 14, 2004

Such a very nice song...

More Today Than Yesterday

I don't remember what day it was
I didn't notice what time it was
All i know is that i fell in love with you
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you
Every day's a new day in love with you
With each day comes a new way of loving you
Every time i kiss your lips my mind starts to wonder
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you

Oh i love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh i love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow

Tommorrow makes each springtime just a day away
Cupid we don't need you now be on your way
I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
And i always will be true
I'll be spending time with you

Oh i love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh i love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow

Every day's a new day, every time i love ya
Every time's a new way, every time i love ya...
Very day's a new day, every time i love ya
Every time's a new way, every time i love ya...
Every time i love ya...

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