The right kind of phrase
par Jason Mraz
lyricscopy.com
Once there was a girl that came from not too far from here
And she wasn´t satisfied at the rate that she applied herself
To the items on the shelf, she was a retail girl
And that really has to do with nothing though she gave me something
A smile I´ll rely on for a lifetime I´d try on for awhile
So now why is she getting married on the 25th of April
She believes in higher energy and better things for all the people
She is a charm of good luck when she´s sitting by your side
But I think my luck run out on April twenty five
Oh love, oh love is all I´m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark
Hoping that she´d eye me, I´m looking right her way
But I´d never find the right thing to say
I´d never find the right kind of phrase
There was a secret somebody
Of course I never get the upper hand
Those kinds of rare finds are all born with a man
I just don´t understand how they can
Oh love, oh love is all I´m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark and on the floor
Hoping that she´d spy on me, I´m looking right her way
I´d never find the right kind of phrase
The right kind, the right line, or the right time to say almost anything that´s right
The right kind of phrase.
I´d never find the right thing to say
And she wasn´t satisfied at the rate that she applied herself
To the items on the shelf, she was a retail girl
And that really has to do with nothing though she gave me something
A smile I´ll rely on for a lifetime I´d try on for awhile
So now why is she getting married on the 25th of April
She believes in higher energy and better things for all the people
She is a charm of good luck when she´s sitting by your side
But I think my luck run out on April twenty five
Oh love, oh love is all I´m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark
Hoping that she´d eye me, I´m looking right her way
But I´d never find the right thing to say
I´d never find the right kind of phrase
There was a secret somebody
Of course I never get the upper hand
Those kinds of rare finds are all born with a man
I just don´t understand how they can
Oh love, oh love is all I´m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark and on the floor
Hoping that she´d spy on me, I´m looking right her way
I´d never find the right kind of phrase
The right kind, the right line, or the right time to say almost anything that´s right
The right kind of phrase.
I´d never find the right thing to say