When I first met you,
That is when I knew...
I'm chaotic carrying caresses
Painful, powerful, possessive...
To her my heart belonged
My love for her prolonged...
I always miss her
In my dreams...
To: My Baby
Will you be brunette or have my sandy blonde hair...
I sit here alone
trying to drink the thoughts away...
I listen to those love songs,
the ones on the radio...
It feels like a child learning to take its first...
It quickly dashes from one end to its mom's arms...
I Think Of You Night and day and whenever You Pass...
Yes I've been told I'm beautiful
And I'm sure I have my good days...
I want to spend a day with you
Only you and me alone...
On a windy summer night, in mist of the pitch dark...
On a sunny summer morning time, through the rays...