again. “Don’t go. Stay and listen while I sing it again. I’d appreciate your input, too.”
I smile, nod, and take my seat again. Sipping my hot tea, the band starts the music again. Mike clicks off the beat with his drumsticks, and then the guys begin playing their instruments in perfect harmony to the words of the most beautifully written song of despair I’ve ever heard. It’s called “ It Should’ve Been Me ,” and from the chatter in the sound room, Travis just recently penned the song in one sitting.
A stolen glance is all I get
My love for you isn’t known yet
He holds your heart, we can never be
But this I know, it should’ve been me
We laugh and talk, I hide my pain
To be near you, time and time again
What I would give to hold you tight
Look in your eyes, and love you right
Girl, I feel you when you’re not here
Can you not tell how much I care?
But you’re with him, and you can’t see
The one you love should’ve been me
If only I was stronger
I can’t wait any longer
I want you to be mine
Until the end of time
My friends all say to let you go
My head says yes, my heart says no
The love I hide is plain to see
To everyone, but you and me
Pick up the phone, give me a call
I’m here alone, I’ll give my all
He can’t love you, not like I do
But one day soon, I will show you
Girl, I feel you when you’re not here
Can you not tell how much I care?
But you’re with him, and you can’t see
The one you love should’ve been me
The one you love should’ve been me
I jump to my feet and clap furiously like a star-struck groupie. The song is just so hauntingly beautiful and I know it’ll be a hit, especially with Travis singing it. I’m picturing all the crying girls in the audience when they hear this song live.
Travis laughs lightly at my reaction and shakes his head. “Does that mean you like it?”
I quickly scribble a note for the sound man and have him read it to Travis.
“I love it! I’m not supposed to talk for a while, but if I could, I’d be screaming! It is so awesome!”
All the guys laugh at both my words and at the sound man reading it aloud with a girlie voice. Travis crosses his arms over his chest, tilts his head to the side, and continues to hold my gaze with his. The smile never leaves his face, but it suddenly becomes more sensual. After a couple of seconds, the intensity in his eyes makes me look away.
The sound man doesn’t seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as he tells the guys to take it from the top again. So, I chalk whatever I thought that look meant up to an overactive imagination after hearing their new love song. I take my seat and listen intently to his beautiful love song again.
Travis is handsome and sexy all wrapped into one, nice-to-look-at package. I see a difference in a man who’s just handsome or just sexy. He doesn’t necessarily have to be one to be the other. But Travis is definitely both, as his screaming fans will attest.
He’s probably around six foot something, but he’s not as muscular as Luke. Travis is more on the lean side but with a natural muscular build. Both of his arms sport tattoos—one arm is a complete sleeve and the other looks like it’ll soon match. His dark hair, eternal five-o’clock shadow, and bright smile are almost mesmerizing.
But his hazel eyes can be downright hypnotizing. All of his emotions show in his eyes. When he’s playful, there’s a sparkle of mischief in them. When he’s serious, they turn more brown than green. When he’s being flirty, they change to a beautiful dark green, slightly narrowed, and he tilts his head to the side. It’s no wonder all the girls fawn all over him and can barely speak in his presence.
Of course, his singing and onstage persona add to that overall sexy presence. I’ve watched videos of Sound Bar’s performances, and they give one hundred percent of themselves to their fans. Running back and forth
I smile, nod, and take my seat again. Sipping my hot tea, the band starts the music again. Mike clicks off the beat with his drumsticks, and then the guys begin playing their instruments in perfect harmony to the words of the most beautifully written song of despair I’ve ever heard. It’s called “ It Should’ve Been Me ,” and from the chatter in the sound room, Travis just recently penned the song in one sitting.
A stolen glance is all I get
My love for you isn’t known yet
He holds your heart, we can never be
But this I know, it should’ve been me
We laugh and talk, I hide my pain
To be near you, time and time again
What I would give to hold you tight
Look in your eyes, and love you right
Girl, I feel you when you’re not here
Can you not tell how much I care?
But you’re with him, and you can’t see
The one you love should’ve been me
If only I was stronger
I can’t wait any longer
I want you to be mine
Until the end of time
My friends all say to let you go
My head says yes, my heart says no
The love I hide is plain to see
To everyone, but you and me
Pick up the phone, give me a call
I’m here alone, I’ll give my all
He can’t love you, not like I do
But one day soon, I will show you
Girl, I feel you when you’re not here
Can you not tell how much I care?
But you’re with him, and you can’t see
The one you love should’ve been me
The one you love should’ve been me
I jump to my feet and clap furiously like a star-struck groupie. The song is just so hauntingly beautiful and I know it’ll be a hit, especially with Travis singing it. I’m picturing all the crying girls in the audience when they hear this song live.
Travis laughs lightly at my reaction and shakes his head. “Does that mean you like it?”
I quickly scribble a note for the sound man and have him read it to Travis.
“I love it! I’m not supposed to talk for a while, but if I could, I’d be screaming! It is so awesome!”
All the guys laugh at both my words and at the sound man reading it aloud with a girlie voice. Travis crosses his arms over his chest, tilts his head to the side, and continues to hold my gaze with his. The smile never leaves his face, but it suddenly becomes more sensual. After a couple of seconds, the intensity in his eyes makes me look away.
The sound man doesn’t seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as he tells the guys to take it from the top again. So, I chalk whatever I thought that look meant up to an overactive imagination after hearing their new love song. I take my seat and listen intently to his beautiful love song again.
Travis is handsome and sexy all wrapped into one, nice-to-look-at package. I see a difference in a man who’s just handsome or just sexy. He doesn’t necessarily have to be one to be the other. But Travis is definitely both, as his screaming fans will attest.
He’s probably around six foot something, but he’s not as muscular as Luke. Travis is more on the lean side but with a natural muscular build. Both of his arms sport tattoos—one arm is a complete sleeve and the other looks like it’ll soon match. His dark hair, eternal five-o’clock shadow, and bright smile are almost mesmerizing.
But his hazel eyes can be downright hypnotizing. All of his emotions show in his eyes. When he’s playful, there’s a sparkle of mischief in them. When he’s serious, they turn more brown than green. When he’s being flirty, they change to a beautiful dark green, slightly narrowed, and he tilts his head to the side. It’s no wonder all the girls fawn all over him and can barely speak in his presence.
Of course, his singing and onstage persona add to that overall sexy presence. I’ve watched videos of Sound Bar’s performances, and they give one hundred percent of themselves to their fans. Running back and forth
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