Novel & Cerita Your Picture On My Wall Lyrics

My nose stung unconsciously, and I choked out a question despite myself. "Mom, do you remember that before Dad passed away, you held his hand and promised him that I was your only little princess? That even if you were left alone, you'd make sure that I'd always be happy and safe?" I thought my heart had long turned to stone, yet I couldn't stop the tears from falling after recalling that hazy scene. Mom had said that even if Dad were no longer in this world, she would still protect me. Yet, in the years that followed, every storm I weathered seemed to have originated from her.

He looks directly at me when he says it. The music starts. The first new song is slow. Haunting. Piano and his voice. The lyrics are about emptiness. About feeling nothing while everyone watches. The crowd is silent. Just listening. I'm shooting but also hearing every word. The second song is faster. Angry. About pushing people away to protect yourself. The third song destroys me. It's called "Three Feet." The chorus: **You're standing three feet from me / But I can't reach across / I built these walls myself / Now I'm paying the cost**

There was a queen size bed at the center of the room and that was not what caught my attention. What really caught it was a wall filled with my pictures, was she this much of a fan? I moved closer to the wall and stared at myself. Different pictures of me either modelling for my mum or a picture for a movie. My heart swelled knowing that different teenagers out there too might also have their walls covered in my picture. “wow, I do not know what to say.” I said surprised and really short of words. “well don’t say anything. The look on your face says it all.”

"Adam, you should come and snap us. We can't allow this beautiful moment to pass." I ignored his words for a while before I finally dropped my phone. They were both standing in front of the left wall of the dinning room, the one that has a butterfly graffiti on it. It was the picture spot in our house. The few times Sophia had been at our house, she'd taken lots of pictures at that very background.

“Baby, I don’t wanna waste another day Keeping it inside is killing me ‘Cause all I ever wanted Comes right down to you, to you I wish that I could find the words to say Baby, I would tell you Every time you leave, I’m inconsolable.” [Song: Inconsolable by Backstreet Boys]

Collen laughed shaking his head. "There's a safe behind that picture on the wall." "This one?" "No." "How about this one?" "The one with the girl!" "Ali Although I was half expecting to find pictures of men on your wall mate, I'm happy to be proven wrong, though there's a lot of pictures of girls on your wall." "No! No! Look where I'm pointing! Follow my finger." Ali cried out getting annoyed. "The one with the big tits!" "Ohhh Wow those are big... Ever hear the phrase 'Too big?"

"I wish I could hold your heart, Cradle it gently in my hands. My arms are not strong enough, To hold what is not meant for it. My eyes have seen a lot of things, And I thought I'd seen them all. But the way your smile ignites my own, Makes me think there's so much more. This walls around this heart of mine, Have stood, collecting dust. But it's as though you've found the gate, That leads right to my trust. I've liked my name before but not anymore,

“After you.” I nod and drop my gaze, following my feet to the room she appeared out of moments ago. When I step inside, I glance at the walls that are painted white but have pretty pictures hanging against them. Most of nature, others of positive quotes. “Would you like me to shut the door, Laura?” My head whips over my shoulder. “Keep it open,” I say quickly. “Please.” “Of course.” She nods. “Whatever makes you the most comfortable.” I swallow around the ball of razor blades forming in my throat. My eyes tear away from Gemma’s, and I look at the pictures on the walls once more.

Jones had entered the room just before I closed my eyes. “Share my life, take me for what I am…’Cause I'll never change all my colors for you…Take my love, I'll never ask for too much…Just all that you are and everything that you do..I don't really need to look very much further…I don't want to have to go where you don't follow…I won't hold it back again, this passion inside…I can't run from myself, there's nowhere to hide….Don't make me close one more door….I don't wanna hurt anymore…Stay in my arms if you dare…Or must I imagine you there…Don't walk away from me…I have nothing, nothing, nothing…Don't make me close one more door…I don't wanna hurt anymore…Stay in my arms if you dare…..Or mus

I looked into his eyes and so did he. Suddenly I felt jealous because I was not the only person in this room who could hear Mr. Walker sing for the first time. I wish I could hear him sing it to me first before he sings it in front of everyone but I still love hearing him sing it throughout this song tonight. Argh! I don’t know what I want now! ‘You've carried on so long You couldn't stop if you tried it You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it But I'm gonna try