1300hrs.
I'm a missionary now I guess. I prefer the term "Well Dressed Hippie".
Singing. Acting. Sometimes Dancing. All with jazz hands. Writing songs with some Gaaaa-roove.
Lets get ready to save the Galaxy >.<
Wha-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Wha-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Don't treat me to these things of the world
I'm not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Is a man that makes me then takes me and delivers me
To a destiny to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
Say I'm the one you want
If you don’t, you’ll be alone
<big>And like a ghost I’ll be gone </big>
<u>HOW CAN YOU BE GONE LIKE A GHOST? GHOSTS NEVER GO. THAT IS THE POINT. THOSE LYRICS DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE BEYONCE</u>
