Her
smile is...
If there was one thing I could wish for, it would...
I am not old, nor am I extraordinarily young...
Love is something held in your heart,
love is something to keep...
Delicate as a flower,
Comes and goes like days and night...
It started from "what's your name?"
to "how was your day?"...
Love
Love is a strange thing...
Being with you,
Raises all my hopes...
Love is an eagle,
Soaring with grace...
As I look in your precious eyes
I see a girl who's waited for the right one...
Endless miles of money
may entice lesser men...
I never knew how sweet
people could be...
Love is the feeling
inside of me...