Almost Everything

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Give me all the earthly treasures
That a single man can hold
Put the magic in my fingers
That turns everything to gold
Hand me the sun, say that I've won
The world on a string
And then I will have almost everything!

~ Extract from Richard Marx's song 'Almost Everything' from the album 'Days in Avalon'.

Comments

Syra said…
and then what? =)
April 9, 2008 at 8:58 PM
Isbah Omer said…
then i would make baby eat lots of food and turn him to a gold statue and sell him... :)

When i saw this picture, i instantly remembered this song.... i like the lyrics coz they're too surreal to be accepted in general, but the feeling that u get by imagining if it were true is just too good to be ignored in particular. :p
April 10, 2008 at 9:30 AM
Monay said…
Dreams do come true, if we only wish hard enough.You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.

:)
April 10, 2008 at 11:15 AM
Hadi said…
i like it.....share the song plz :p
April 10, 2008 at 11:34 AM
Isbah Omer said…
we all like to reach for stars once in a while... it fuels up the energy for the next thuda!

@ saira... baby.. your uninvited new tuch in life :p
April 10, 2008 at 12:46 PM
Saira Andleeb said…
oey, first thing baby likes hot chocolate ... 2nd baby ko sell nai kurnay ka ... hes gonna cry hard... and the ducky tone is gonna hurt our ears :S

:P
:D
April 13, 2008 at 4:37 PM
Isbah Omer said…
muwahahaha... wax ear plugs... i would kill just for the sight of it!

:D
April 14, 2008 at 10:41 AM
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