I have such a crush on you-
I am like a school girl when it comes to you...
There will never be a time
When you're anyone's but mine...
I look up at the starry sky
And wonder if you do the same...
Is there really such a thing as love at first...
That's the question I ask...
Hit by a gust of wind,
Like a knockout punch to the chin...
You're going off to war,
to fight for freedom...
Alone on the front porch,
staring at the glowing moon...
It never ends,
your sweet words...
Love that burns deeply,
a passionate fire in our souls...
Scared of taking this leap,
afraid of getting the door slammed...
I have to wonder sometimes,
do you think me stupid...
I can never forget
that month of June...