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- Justine Dorsey
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8.6.13
Justine Dorsey has a very solid, nice voice. I was so happy when I had the chance to hear her track, "Unsaid" on MusicxRay. I'm making this post because her song, "Unsaid" inspires me to write from the heart again. I've been writing just to be writing, without any emotion behind it.
I believe she can be a good role model for other young girls out there. I hope she makes it in the music industry because she's very gifted. She's also kind and sweet. I received this e-mail from her the other day.
I just love her way of giving words a meaning. I support her and if you do too, check out her website and sign up for her e-mail updates.
Lyrics
UNSAID By Justine Dorsey
The headlights are fuzzy in my eyes
I watch the passing city with a sigh
If it were raining, it’d
look like a painting on
this captivating Thursday night
I don’t really know you, but just so you know, I want to
I was sad to say goodbye on 125 Broadway Avenue
I want to say a million things
to make you fall in love with me
I was halfway there the very first time we met
But considering the fact I’m slightly underage and
you’re the kind of boy with a dangerous edge
the words I wanna say to you will go unsaid
My wild imagination opened up a door
I’m carbonated with the hope of something more
I know it’s useless to
Picture me with you like this
But what can you blame me for
We’re nothing more than strangers
And I wish that that could change cuz
I was sad to say goodbye on 125 Broadway Avenue
I want to say a million things
to make you fall in love with me
I was halfway there the very first time we met
But considering the fact I’m slightly underage and
you’re the kind of boy with a dangerous edge
the words I wanna say to you will go unsaid
I picture what I’d say if I thought we had a chance
This won’t go beyond a coffee house street bench
So we’ll live inside our separate worlds
But I can’t stand the thought of not seeing your face
So I’ll sit on that bench every possible Thursday
Hiding away these secret words
I have a million things I want to say
But there’s no point to it anyway
I keep chasing possibilities that evaporate
So maybe one day you’ll hear this song and
know what I was feeling inside all along
The words I want to say to you will go unsaid
The headlights are fuzzy in my eyes
I watch the passing city with a sigh