Natasha Bedingfield – These Words

These words are my own

Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F

Its who I am, its what I do, and I was gonna lay it down for you

I tried to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D

I need some help, some inspiration, but its not coming easily

[Köprü]

Tryin to find the magic,

Tryin to write a classic,

Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know?

Wastebin full of paper,

clever rhymes- see ya later

[Nakarat]

These words are my own, from my heart flow,

I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,

There’s no other way to better say

I love you, i love you

Read some Byron, Shelley and Keates,

recited it over a hip-hop beat

I’m havin trouble sayin what i mean,

with dead poets and a drum machine

You know i had some studio time booked,

but i couldnt find the killer hook,

now you’re gonna raise the bar right up,

nothin i write is ever good enough

[Nakarat] x 2

I’m gettin off my stage

the curtains pull away

No ……. to hide behind

My naked soul exposes

woaaaaah

[Köprü]

[Nakarat]

I love you I love you, thats all i got to say

cant think of a better way, and thats all i got to say

I love you, is that ok?