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"On A Bridge" #Photography #DianaMarySharpton #Open2U w/Bruce Springstreen "Dancing In The Dark"

12/1/2017

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Picture"On A Bridge" by Diana Mary Sharpton
Introduction: “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” 
― Eleanor Roosevelt



"Dancing In The Dark"
I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby this laugh's on me

Stay on the streets of this town
and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
come on now baby gimme just one look

You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Hey baby

​I hope this letter gets to you soon:

Dear Sugar, I miss you. Stop hiding from me.  I know you are and this is what hurts. I love you dearly and need for you to stand by me as I have stood by you.  It is easy man just show up. Don't worry about all the small stuff.... you will be okay. No matter what kind of storm that befalls us, don't ever give up, someone love you and that is important.

XOXO
​Diana



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