I sat on the February night crescent
fishing for love atop the moon...
I have been searching for what is true
black, white and various shades of gray...
Ill be watching you
until you're out of sight...
I am searching for my true love
with crippled wings and broken heart...
I am now searching for a season in times
where rhythm never seems to miss a beat...
Every morning I wake with a smile upon my face,
I have you're beauty to thank...
The sweetness you are can be my honey
Don't want material things or your money...
Wishing I could see you, hold your hand and kiss...
I wanna look at your face and just get lost in...
Of all the words I have heard
in all passion that's been stirred...
Each morning the moment i awake
the moment i lay my eyes upon myself...
You were the goose bumps I get
After listening to a beautiful song for the first...
I hope you're lucky, best of wishes
I need your love, need your kisses...