What am I afraid of?
What is it that I fear?
What is it that makes my insides shiver,
Everytime that he comes near?
Why can't I understand?
Why can't I see?
Who is he looking at?
Can it really be me?
Someone like me who can't be loved?
How can this be?
When he looks at me.
It's only him I see.
When he talks,
It's then I can't breath.
Why can't I figure this out?
What is it I can't see?
I am confused now.
Is it her or me?
You act as though you love her,
But yet she says it's all for show.
I can't take it any more.
I really want to know.
I know what it is.
I know what I fear.
I can't believe that I was so blind.
The answers very clear.
I know that it was for show.
I wonder if it's still a show now.
I know what I need to do and say.
The question now is how.
Oh I long for the day.
When you lips are pressed against mine.
I'm making my move and ready for you.
To come and make me shine.
I guess what I'm trying to say.
In the most unreal way I can.
That I love you.
And I wish you were my man.
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Some are hunted some are killed,
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...