Dancing in the Parking Lot
You give your hand to me
Then you say hello
I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don’t know me
No, you don’t know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I’m just a friend
That’s all I’ve ever been
‘Cause you don’t know me
I never knew
The art of making love
Though my heart aches
With love for you
Afraid and shy
I’ve let my chance to go by
The chance that you might
Love me, too
You give your hand to me
And then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You’ll never never know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don’t know me
You give your hand to me, baby
Then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
No, no, you’ll never ever know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don’t know me
:Batman:
Soccer Socks
Dru told me to blog about the color of my socks. Except I don’t have any socks on. So I’ll tell you about my favorite pair of socks. They are soccer socks and they are baby pink with white markings here and there. They were given to me at a sock exchange on Christmas in church by Beth, the Robin to my Batman. I like my socks. I have never worn them to soccer because I don’t want to ruin them. I like my socks. They are not my favorite pair of socks because they are pink. They are not my favorite pair of socks because they are soccer socks.
They are my favorite pair of socks because Beth gave them to me.
:Batman:
