the closest thing  j u l i a n a   t h e o r y

you're the words that come out easy and i am speechless at best
your star it seems to shine above the rest 
you're the face before the cameras, the smile i'd like to earn 
the closest thing to perfect in a hollywood to burn 
youre the beauty that is deeper than eyes can merely see
the closest thing to perfect, but the farthest thing from me

and i'd love to be the shoulder that you cry on 
and i'd love to be the friend you call when things are great 

you're the dream that hasn't ended and i'm still anxious for rest 
your words they seem to hang above my head 
you're the bud before the flower unfurls into full bloom
captivating beauty but it may be all too soon 
you're the song that writes a story but leaves alot to read 
the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me 

and like i really deserve a chance to sit across a table 
and tell you that i think you're wonderful 
and i think you're something special 
i guess this is my only chance to say i wish i knew you 
because i'm sure you're wonderful
if i'd get to know you.

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some things can never be explained 
why every sky still looks the same 
and i wonder how my world would look without you 
some things can never be explained 
like how our scars remain the same 
and i wonder how the sky would look without my star 

sleep seems a dream away 
and a year too late
words that can't be spoken stream off my face 

i want to be selfish 
you are my everything 

some things can never be explained 
why does your love remain unchanged 
cause i know it wouldn't be the same without you 

sleep seems a dream away 
and a year too late 
words that can't be spoken stream off your face 

please don't forget my name 
and take me with you when you leave 
i've got a lot to lose 
i've got to let it go 
please don't forget my name.

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i picture you sighing soft only in my dreams 
whisper kisses only in my dreams 
and they're always here to remind me... 
pictures stars and dreams
calling me 
when i look up 
you're the brightest star in a pocketful of skies 
my colored picture in a world of black and white 
my only dream come true on a restless winter night 

when i look back on a picture of the past 
i close my eyes and make believe i was still there 
cause all i have left are pictures and stars
and dreams to hold on to 

i'll never wish on another star again

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