I Hope You're Happy Lyrics Wicked の小説・ストーリー

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Naega gal gireun naega bakkuji mwo (I’ll change up my path myself) Wigineun gihoero da bakkuji mwo (If you really wanna see me cry) Guji uneun kkori bogo sipdamyeon Yetda nunmul (Fine, here are some tears) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ryder smoothly took over from Joy and it seemed as if he was warning me through the next set of lines to not take advantage of his sister and her “loneliness” coz he was gonna “swallow up his hate” this time with a warning and “would not get mad”.

" I wanna call the stars Down from the sky I wanna live a day That never dies I wanna change the world Only for you All the impossible I wanna do The lyrics.... I wanna hold you close Under the rain I wanna kiss your smile And feel the pain My pain.... I know what's beautiful Looking at you In a world of lies You are the truth And baby Everytime you touch me I become a hero I'll make you safe No matter where you are And bring you Everything you ask for Nothing is above me shining like a candle in the dark When you tell me that you love me OMG! My cheeks are hurting from the excess blushing and I can't help myself as a tear rolled down my eye.

Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me whenever you're not around 'Cause I see, sparks fly, when you smile. My mind forgets to remind me, you're a bad idea You touch me once and it's really something You find I'm even better than you, imagined I would be. I'm on my guard for the rest of the world But with you, I know its no good And I could wait patiently But I really wish you would. Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile. Get me with those green eyes, baby

I can't know your pain But I know your happiness Trust me and come to me Share my happiness with me Without you, it's all vain Because you're mine and I'm yours We are each other's happiness. 'Should we go see what's up?' 'Nah, let's just mind our own business.' My mind was fighting a battle with my heart first thing in the morning.

theme song- I hate you, I love you Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you Don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you

“I listened to Grace’s lies, and I cost us our child. Please, give me another chance… We can have another child… “You hate Grace, right? I’ll break it off with her as soon as you come home.” I sneered at him.

It doesn't matter where she finds it, as long as she's happy, we will be okay. The only thing is that I hope you'll value her this time around. I have no interest in big words or big speeches. I am only after my sister's happiness. It's not like Maria and I hate you or we don't know how to show respect. Okay, fine, we hate you, but we can always change.

Julissa’s heart thudded wildly, yet oddly sweet. He went on: “Lastly, please forgive my cowardice. Forgive me for walking away. I hope you find someone who truly matches your rhythm and background. I wish you happiness. And I hope, Mr. Nichols, you’ll wish the same for me.” He scoffed and looked at her. “If you really dared do that, I wouldn’t wish you happiness. I wouldn’t forgive you. I’d drag you back and show you what a real golden cage looks like.” Julissa trembled, swallowed hard, and whispered, “Um… you missed a line.”

It had been written in such a cautious tone that my heart had ached after reading it. "Wait, are you crying? Are you that excited? I told you you would make it big one day, right? Here's your chance!" Monica teased. She was the only one who knew how hard I'd worked over the years and couldn't help feeling relieved that things were finally looking up for me.

“The memory of your hand on my dick. It’s all driving me insane.” Something flickered to life in her face. A kind of hope. “I don’t mean to drive you insane Wicked…. it doesn’t have to. We can….” I cut her off. I knew what she was about to say, and I didn’t want to hear it. If she offered herself to me, any resemblance of control would disappear.