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The Script - The Man Who Can’t Be Moved
going back to the corner,
where i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag,
I’m not gonna move
got some words on cardboard
got your picture in my head
saying: if you see this girl can you tell her were i am
some try to hand me money
they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
i no it makes no sense
what else can i do
and how can i move on
when I’m still in love with you

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
where on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving

police man says son you cant stay here
i say someone I’m waiting for if its a day a month or year
got to stand my ground
even if it rains or snows
if she changes her mind
this is the first place she will go

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
where on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving

people talk about the guy
thats waiting in on a girl
woooaa woooand i no who’s in his shoes
put a big hole in his world
ooooo
maybe ill get famous for the man who cant be moved
and maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
and you’d come running to the corner
cos you’ll know its just for you
I’m the man who cant be moved
I’m the man who cant be moved

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving

going back to the corner where i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag and I’m not gonna move


work in progress

*Saturday, July 07, 2007*


10.30am and its already a pretty bad day. woke up at 7am for coxing at 8am. rain poured like nobody's business and Din and i were drenched and cold. the people cancelled the coxing, i hope we'll still get the money. then while waiting, someone just took din's umbrella away and we had to wait for that person to come back. argh. stuck my right foot into a hole while getting into Din's car and hurt my ankle, slightly though. went to ICA to make the report but the person told me if i went there it was just to do a replacement. HUH. the policeman told me they'll give me a slip of paper to prove my identity and i would be given a grace period of maybe 3months to replace the card. i'll go downstairs and force that policeman to give me a police report i cant be bothered to go down to ICA again.

watched shows online till 5.30am yest so not really awake yet. zzz.. im going on a really unlucky streak. bless me.


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