Sore Throat Is Distracting Me

See the title? 'Nuff said....
I don't like sore throat...wait who does?Am I outta my mind?Maybe...Blame the sore throat,would ya?

oooh~~currently listening to a very old song...okay fine not that old...but old enough to predict my age...WAIT! Clarify and shout out something here....I AM NOT OLD...haha in denial...oh well whatever and anyway...
The song goes like this:
Rings a bell?
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
You became the light on the dark side of me
Love remained a drug that’s the high and not the pill
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and,
The light that you shine can be seen
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh,
The more I get of you
Ooh
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say
You remain,My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you’re like a growing addiction
That I can’t deny.. yeah
Won’t you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light
That you shine can be seen
Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Been kissed from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeahstranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
I’ve been kissed by a rose on the grey,I’ve been kissed by a rose
Been kissed by a rose on the grey
I’ve been kissed by a rose on the grey
And if I should fall, at all
I’ve been kissed by a rose
Been kissed by a rose on the grey
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say
You…….My power, my pleasure, my pain
To me you’re like a growing addiction
That I can’t deny, yeah
Won’t you tell me is that healthy, baby
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light
That you shine can be seen
Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
stranger it feels
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Ba da ba da da da ah ya ya…
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.

oh well...If I Were A Boy is on RedFM again...great I can't sing and I'm sounding like doing song promo in here...
Don't worry bout me and yea if you are reading this line...I really thank you for reading..haha...and you know why! *winks*