They call me Lesha.
I have lived for 13 years.
My Favorite Thing Is my guitar.
What I want most is an electric guitar.
I want to be remembered by myself..
Saturday, May 9, 2009 I've known this song for quite awhile now, and have always had the intention of posting the lyrics here, for Lesha can relate to them, but I haven't gotten to it yet. Until now. Lesha, do tell the readers why you can relate to this song =) If you don't even know why I think you can relate to this song, you might as well just join me in Admiralty Secondary instead of me going to Riverside Secondary. =) <-- note the sweet, innocent, harmless smile
You could have knocked me out with a (feather) I know you heard this all before, but were just hell's dreamers Wh-wh-why won't the world revolve around me? Build my dreams, trees grow all over the streets
But I don't know much about classic cars But I got a lot of friends talking classic cars Down set, one, hut, hut, hike Media, please
Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins
You can bow and pretend That you don't, don't, know you're a legend Time, time, time hasn't told anyone else yet Let my love loose again
But I don't know much about classic cars But I got a lot of friends talking classic cars Down set, one, hut, hut, hike Media, please
Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins
You could have knocked me out with a (feather) I know you heard this all before
Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for America's sweethearts But I must confess (I must confess) I'm in love with my own sins
Let's hear it Oh, let's hear it Let's hear it Oh, let's Sweethearts --Clairetheawesome at 3:07 PM