these words

• natasha bedingfield in kendiyle barisik parcasi, sozlerini de yazayim tam olsun :
  
  these words are my own
  
  threw some chords together
  the combination d-e-f
  is who i am, is what i do
  and i was gonna lay it down for you
  try to focus my attention
  but i feel so a-d-d
  i need some help, some inspiration
  (but it's not coming easily)
  whoah oh...
  
  trying to find the magic
  trying to write a classic
  don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
  waste-bin full of paper
  clever rhymes, see you later
  
  these words are my own
  from my heart flow
  i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you
  there's no other way
  to better say
  i love you, i love you...
  
  read some byron, shelly and keats
  recited it over a hip-hop beat
  i'm having trouble saying what i mean
  with dead poets and drum machines
  i know i had some studio time booked
  but i couldn't find a killer hook
  now you've gone & raised the bar right up
  nothing i write is ever good enough
  
  these words are my own
  from my heart flow
  i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you
  there's no other way
  to better say
  i love you, i love you...
  
  i'm getting off my stage
  the curtains pull away
  no hyperbole to hide behind
  my naked soul exposes
  whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. whoah.. oh..
  
  trying to find the magic
  trying to write a classic
  waste-bin full of paper
  clever rhymes, see you later
  
  these words are my own
  from my heart flow
  i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you
  
  that's all i got to say,
  can't think of a better way,
  and that's all i've got to say,
  i love you, is that okay?