Natasha Bedingfield - These Words

These words are my own

Threw some chords together
The combination D E F
It's who I am, it's what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you
Try to focus my attention
But I feel so A D D
I need some help, some inspiration
But it's not coming easily
Whoah oh

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
Waste bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later

These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you

Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Recited it over a Hip Hop beat
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
I know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Now you've gone and raised the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good enough

These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you

I'm getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
Whoah oh oh oh Whoah oh

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Waste bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later

These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

That's all I got to say
Can't think of a better way
And that's all I've got to say
I love you, is that okay

Natasha Bedingfield - These Words

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