=~*^Ode to Kagome^*~=
Time is nothing but an obstacle
Since the last time I saw your face
The feeling was so wonderful
My heart continuing to race
The thought of you brings me to tears
Yet, still, I hide all of my fears
And try to be a grumpy hanyou
That you seem to know and love.
Did you fall from heaven?
Or did they spit you out of hell
You tell me that you're leavin
Yet all you do it sob and yell
Nothing bad, but not so good,
I think you're motor's gone from the hood
You're just but a pain in my sore rear,
And yet I seem to love you more.
K is for the killer back pains
A is for the aching word maims
G is for the growing part
O is for the oblivious heart
M is for the mean names you call me
E is for the everytime you saw me
It's all become clear,
With each passing year
As the fog begins to spread.
Yet, with each passing day
Every word you say,
Has me seeing naught but red.
With two women at my throat,
I don't have a reason to sit and gloat
Like the leecherous monk that seems to find
A joy in living in a perverted mind
But life goes on and continues to change
With each and every song the same
All I know is that I'm not alone
My time with you is the worst, yet the best, I've ever known.
Time is nothing but an obstacle
Since the last time I saw your face
The feeling was so wonderful
My heart continuing to race
The thought of you brings me to tears
Yet, still, I hide all of my fears
And try to be a grumpy hanyou
That you seem to know and love.
Did you fall from heaven?
Or did they spit you out of hell
You tell me that you're leavin
Yet all you do it sob and yell
Nothing bad, but not so good,
I think you're motor's gone from the hood
You're just but a pain in my sore rear,
And yet I seem to love you more.
K is for the killer back pains
A is for the aching word maims
G is for the growing part
O is for the oblivious heart
M is for the mean names you call me
E is for the everytime you saw me
It's all become clear,
With each passing year
As the fog begins to spread.
Yet, with each passing day
Every word you say,
Has me seeing naught but red.
With two women at my throat,
I don't have a reason to sit and gloat
Like the leecherous monk that seems to find
A joy in living in a perverted mind
But life goes on and continues to change
With each and every song the same
All I know is that I'm not alone
My time with you is the worst, yet the best, I've ever known.
