My God! I had enough trouble coming up with a single artist who I rated above all others. It's not like Enya really is my absolute favourite artist, it's that that I was forced to pick one from them all. Now I have to choose one song from thousands? Can I say every song is my favourite?
I'll just give you the one I listen to the most at the moment. It's a sad little number which makes me cry.
Like Me - Chely Wright
Without your glasses, you just plain can't see,
your favourite colour - for the most part- is green,
you're close to your Gandma on your mother's side,
you can count up on one hand the times you have lied.
You won't eat a tomato on a double-dog dare,
you don't think you're a beauty, but you do like your hair,
you're complex and tricky, yet some ways you're not,
you're up some, you're down some, you're cold and your hot.
Who's gonna end up / holding your hand? /
A beautiful woman / or a tall handsome man
and there's no doubt / they'll love you /
but it's yet to be seen...
will any / one ever / know you like me?
Will anyone ever know you like me?
You like planting flowers, that's heaven to you,
crack open a beer when your planting is through,
you'll paint all your toenails if you had the time
while listen to Willie, Dylan and Pride.
Who's gonna end up holding your hand?
A beautiful woman or a tall handsome man?
and there's no doubt they'll love you
but it's yet to be seen...
Will anyone ever know you like me?
Will anyone ever know you like me?
You'd rather make out than make love all night,
you like if your bath is too hot,
your closet is cluttered with dress-pants and levis
that you wish you'd never bought.
Who's gonna end up holding your hand?
A beautiful woman or a tall handsome man?
and there's no doubt they will love you
but it's yet to be seen...
Will anyone ever know you like me?
Will anyone ever know you like me?
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