||Wednesday, November 22, 2006||
Twisted.Carlos Santana ft Anthony Hamilton | 11/22/2006 11:45:00 pm
Woke up this morning with this pain inside my heart
Never felt that they would go and now leave you in the dark
You told me that you needed me
and I showed you I'd be there
But Now you've got me wrapped up in this crazy love affair
See lately Ive been thinking about the things you do to me
How we been through all this ups & downs
and I was to blind to see
But now my visions better
so I'm writing you this letter
By the time you get home Ill be gone and my life will be much better
It's one of those days
these are games that we play
[chorus]
There's one thing I want you to know now
before I pack my bags and go
Girl you got it all wrong
got it all wrong
got it all twisted baby
I gave you everything
even gave you my ring
For better or for worse baby gave you my name
Get through every season summer winter spring & fall
& one thing you can say is
I was with you through it all
I'll miss your touch,
ill miss your ways
these games with love
that we can't play
I ve gotta walk away
I ve gotta leave
so I can find my way
to still believe
Because I love you to much
and aint no love with no trust
Theres one thing I want you
to know now before I pack my bags and go
Girl you got it all wrong
got it all wrong
got it all twisted baby
One thing I want you to know now
before I pack my bags and go town
Girl you got it all wrong
got it all wrong
got it all twisted
Lethal injection,
bitter sweet affection
all in the wrong direction
but we had our connection
Try not to be affected
oh but I guess I was
Now I know what my momma meant when she told me bout love
Take your time don't rush in
get to close & youll get burned
Now Ive got a heart ache - you live you learn
Thought that I was cheated
but baby not this time
it s just your insecurities your keep messing with your mind
Your driving me away
& there's nothing left to say
Theres one thing I want you
to know now before I pack my bags and go
Girl you got it all wrong
got it all wrong
got it all twisted baby
got to go now about the walk away
baby its about that time
packing up everything I own
taking everything gotta go now baby
Erica Janael.
it'spartytime,baby
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connection. | 11/22/2006 01:13:00 am
the lips connection.
babe,it's perfection.
the way they touched.
the eyes connection.
it's confession,
of love.
the ears connection,
we hear the rythm.
together,we melt.
the nose connection,
breathe in inspirations,
when they meet.
the skin connection,
nice sensation,
when your hands relax in mine.
a weird connection,
without explanation,
the love's beginning.
Erica Janael.
it'spartytime,baby
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