Ok, this one is very much pop and too soft (even the guitar is so clean). But if you are wondering what I meant by "scat" in my first post on Jason Mraz, listen to this one. And who cares whether you are too soft or not when you have girls screaming!
And I'm, I'm over-joyed And I'm, I'm over-loved And I'm feeling lucky like a little boy Who's hiding under cover And looking to discover Every way to play the part inside this darkened cave The meaning of life, well it starts at the nightlight Close your eyes and I hope you see mine
And I've, well I've seen a thousand things in one place But I stopped my counting when I saw your face Erasing memory, well I feel as though I've never seen a face before Until I saw your eyes And they're smiling back at me through my tears I've been counting all these years, oh Suddenly the thousand things I've seen were nothing more than dreams of Of you and me You and me Quietly at a standstill now Fortunately you will, well you'll kiss me, I will I will kiss you back
Oh the fact of the matter is And I don't know what the latter is, oh no way See, I've always wanted to kiss you But I, I always wanted to run from you Because I've always wanted to miss you And I, I always wanted to come for you
"Well I love my comfort foods," you said While you always say, "How do you do?"
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