My Love


I wrote some of this song while I was away on vacation over the past few weeks, I didn't really know what it was about until I got home and finished it.

My Love
04-28-09



She sang to me so sweetly in languages in didn't speak.
And walked along the beach alone and thought about her life back home.

It's worse than just bitter sweet it's hard to taste and hard to eat.
When love looks you right in they eye but you know it won't last the night.

That's life
That's life

I know I'm weak, but I act strong. I miss you when you've barely gone
Who am I singing these lines to? Maybe you think this songs about you.

My Skinny Love, or my Little Bird, a girl from Holland or Oxford
I've got to put my love somewhere so friends look out and cute girls beware.

Of my love
Of my love

It comes from deep inside of me and it's got to find somewhere to be.
So don't blame me if I've moved on and found new subjects for my songs.

Those seven months have long since past and things did change oh so fast.
So who's forgotten how to love? Because it clear there's none to speak of.

No love
None to speak of
No love
No love
No love
None to speak of

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I just want to say, i stumbled upon this site randomly. Its beautiful and I love the whole thought and meaning behind it. Ive spend most of my afternoon just listening to your songs and looking at the pics. Thank you so much :)

Susie, Scotland, UK.

david.c.bryan said...

Well thank you, that means a lot me.