Song Journal

Music is the Language of Love

(verse 1)
in my head there are words that repeat faster than a race car
"we're only friends, we're only-" but the words never get that far
because when I look at you I just want to reach for the stars
I just wonder what'd happen if I connected them and how soon I'd say au voir

(pre-chorus)
if I would've been the harmony to your melody, I would've fallen on the spot
from all the way inside the constellations to splat on the pavement left to rot
because feelings are a dangerous thing when it comes to decomposition and whatnot
for I'd rather my heart be covered in flowers than be bloody from being sought

(chorus)
my heart's locked up and out of reach but somehow you found a key
your voice is trying to set me free
and even through all the struggle if I hear just a melody
I may fall victim and your beat will release me
your beat will release me (x2)

(verse 2)
you're the boy with the heart of gold, giving it to all you meet
but I'm just a kid who lets things go in a moment of heat
I've got a past like a wildfire I don't want to repeat
but every time you hit me up it skyrockets my heartbeat

(pre-chorus)
if I would've been the harmony to your melody, I would've fallen on the spot
from all the way inside the constellations to splat on the pavement left to rot
because feelings are a dangerous thing when it comes to decomposition and whatnot
for I'd rather my heart be covered in flowers than be bloody from being sought

(chorus)
my heart's locked up and out of reach but somehow you found a key
your voice is trying to set me free
and even through all the struggle if I hear just a melody
I may fall victim and your beat will release me
your beat will release me (x2)

(bridge)
I hope you know that this isn't an invitation to sweep me off of my feet
because I can picture it perfectly, with a soundtrack of us in the background
but I don't want to do a trust fall and drop you on concrete
I don't want to unintentionally release my flames and see that you have drowned

(pre-chorus)
if I would've been the harmony to your melody, I would've fallen on the spot
from all the way inside the constellations to splat on the pavement left to rot
because feelings are a dangerous thing when it comes to decomposition and whatnot
for I'd rather my heart be covered in flowers than be bloody from being sought

(chorus)
my heart's locked up and out of reach but somehow you found a key
your voice is trying to set me free
and even through all the struggle if I hear just a melody
I may fall victim and your beat will release me
your beat will release me (x2)

I wrote this like a month ago and it's high school musical trash :S
~Jax