Natasha Bedingfield - These Words


These words are my own 

Threw some chords together 
The combination D-E-F 
It's who I am, is what I do 
And I was gonna lay it down for you 
Try to focus my attention 
But I feel so A-D-D 
I need some help, some inspiration 
(But it's not coming easily) 
Whoah oh! 

Trying to find the magic 
Trying to write a classic 
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know? 
Waste-bin full of paper 
Clever rhymes, see you later 

These words are my own 
From my heart flow 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
There's no other way 
To better say 
I love you, I love you... 

Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats 
Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat 
I'm having trouble saying what I mean 
With dead poets and drum machines 
I know I had some studio time booked 
But I couldn't find a killer hook 
Now you've gone & raised the bar right up 
Nothing I write is ever good enough 

These words are my own 
From my heart flow 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
There's no other way 
To better say 
I love you, I love you! 

I'm getting off my stage 
The curtains pull away 
No hyperbole to hide behind 
My naked soul exposes 
Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh.. 

Trying to find the magic 
Trying to write a classic 
Waste-bin full of paper 
Clever rhymes, see you later 

These words are my own 
From my heart flow 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 

That's all I got to say, 
Can't think of a better way, 
And that's all I've got to say, 
I love you, is that okay?

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