A slightly altered version of this song to describe the week....
So, if I was to share what was in my head right now...I would take a song from Diamond Rio and change up the words a bit to read:
This morning I put salt in my coffee
I put my shoes on the wrong feet
I'm losing my mind I swear
It might be the end of me
But I don't care
What a beautiful mess
What a beautiful mess I'm in
Spending time with you
There's nothing else I'd rather do
What a sweet addiction that I'm caught up in
'Cause I can't get enough
Can't stop the hunger for your touch
What a beautiful, what a beautiful mess I'm in
Is it your eyes?
Is it your smile?
All I know is that you're driving me wild
What a beautiful mess
What a beautiful mess I'm in
Spending time with you
There's nothing else I'd rather do
What a sweet addiction that I'm caught up in
'Cause I can't get enough
Can't stop the hunger for your touch
What a beautiful, what a beautiful mess I'm in
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So the question is...have you ever met someone where you just get a little more clumsy, daydream a little more often, do things that are out of the ordinary? Seriously...the day that I couldn't get my jacket on, or I trip over a table leg, fall into a chair (not so gracefully), stumble over words, become this strange damsel in distress...those are the days that are truly fun and pleasant. And above all of this, I just have to say...I'm just getting started!
This morning I put salt in my coffee
I put my shoes on the wrong feet
I'm losing my mind I swear
It might be the end of me
But I don't care
What a beautiful mess
What a beautiful mess I'm in
Spending time with you
There's nothing else I'd rather do
What a sweet addiction that I'm caught up in
'Cause I can't get enough
Can't stop the hunger for your touch
What a beautiful, what a beautiful mess I'm in
Is it your eyes?
Is it your smile?
All I know is that you're driving me wild
What a beautiful mess
What a beautiful mess I'm in
Spending time with you
There's nothing else I'd rather do
What a sweet addiction that I'm caught up in
'Cause I can't get enough
Can't stop the hunger for your touch
What a beautiful, what a beautiful mess I'm in
.
.
.
.
So the question is...have you ever met someone where you just get a little more clumsy, daydream a little more often, do things that are out of the ordinary? Seriously...the day that I couldn't get my jacket on, or I trip over a table leg, fall into a chair (not so gracefully), stumble over words, become this strange damsel in distress...those are the days that are truly fun and pleasant. And above all of this, I just have to say...I'm just getting started!
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