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 hand
Saying, “If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?”

Some try to hand me money, they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you

‘cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving

Policeman says, “Son you can’t stay here”
I said, “There’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year”
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

‘cause If one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving,
I’m not moving, I’m not moving

People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe I’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
And you’ll come running to the corner
‘cause you’ll know it’s just for you
I’m 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

have you ever got the feeling that your missing something? Empty spaces fill me up with holes Distant faces with no place left to go Without you, within me I can find no rest Where I’m going is anybody’s guess something you’ve forgotten or overlooked. something is just missing from my life. i have no clue what it is. I’m feeling such a vacancy, I don’t feel home. Wish I could put my finger on it but I don’t know what it is. Looked in every place I could see trying to find the missing part of me. I can’t explain this feeling. Feels like I’m leaving something behind. Can’t play it straight, something’s on my mind. Can’t pay attention cause I’m oh so broke. Can’t find the words cause they’ve all been spoke. The answer’s gotta be right in my face. What I gotta do to fill this empty space. Feels like I’m on a long journey, going in circles. And I aint even going nowhere. I’m lost in the middle of nowhere. Something was missing, until you came and helped me. Something was missing, was missing about me. Something was missing, you showed me what it is. You showed me what’s missing, yeah. Show me what’s missing. i need a break. from everything. i just need to get away, go somewhere i can breathe. it feels like im suffocating from all the pressure, from homework, friends, family, myself. pressure to be perfect, which i know is impossible but i still try to do it. its like what paul farmer said: “Don’t let perfect be the enemy of good.” I can’t let go of this notion of being perfect. I try so hard but i end up failing every time, and i wonder why. my goals are too high, the bar i need to cross is set to high, so high i cant even reach it. i need a break.

I find myself actually wanting to blog on this less and less. My thoughts don’t seem to be pouring out like the usually do. I find myself trying to think of something deep to write. I don’t wanna do that anymore. I dont want to stare at my computer for half an hour, emptying my brain of useless thoughts.

This will be the last blog I do for a while. I’m tired of reading about my life on the computer, or complaining about it to other people. I’m tired of overthinking all the situations I am in. I’m tired of sitting here. At the end of the day I want to ask out that girl in my precal class. I want to hang out with my friends more. I want my grades to improve. I want to just go outside, lay in the grass, listen to my ipod, and breath.

I wanna go out and live.

See ya,

Taylor