When I look into each of your eyes
My soul seems to rise...
The day I first saw you,
No, it wasn't love...
This special poem is dedicated to someone very...
As remarkable as the feelings are...
I've got a pen and paper
I've got thoughts running through my head...
He brews a pot of coffee
And leans against against the counter...
I want to talk to you,
Tell you how I feel...
Ask me what I want for Christmas,
And I'll ask of your voice...
Once again the tables have turned. Turned on me...
You ask me, am i okay?
I answer "I am fine"...
I have loved to fear
To be afraid, not to love...
From a distance, I watch as you talk to your...
Smiling at everything she says...
You walk past me as I take a sip from my glass
you turn around and give me a second glance...