Protest against a simple love,
Sweet and cherished from above...
Passion Is Born
I close my eyes, sighing...
Once,
My pen asked me...
Suddenly, a story runs on my mind
A daydream or some sort of a kind...
Standing all alone in a crowded place
Just like one of them looking at you too...
In a world sinister and bleak,
Loneliness finds me contemplating...
I try to write you a letter,
But I just don't know...
You've got the sun singing to me, but that's not...
I'd prefer your voice over any orchestra...
Pull me up from down under
Take me away from this secluded place...
What will happen to us.
you know my love is strong...
There are so many presents sitting under the tree,
and I can see that there are more then ten for me...
Im laying in bed thinking about you,
wondering if your thinking about me too...