othelladub's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- rubber ball He's very clean, though? Very Clean. My love throws me like a rubber ball Oh oh oh, the sweetest thingShe won't catch me or break my fall Oh oh oh, the sweetest thingBaby's got blue skies up aheadBut in this I'm a rain cloudYou know she likes a dry kind of love ...You know I got black eyesBut they burn so brightly for herThis is a blind kind of love- U2 Annotated Excerpt ("The Sweetest Thing") ---------------------------------------- you can't be sad without being happy, baby - and ya'll can't be happy without being sad. not if you really feel it. it's all there. it should always be there. if something is real, where does it go? where does it go? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 12:36 a.m. - 2003-04-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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