Would you believe my story
If i told you so...
Why is it my hart goes to different people,
Sometimes I feel as high as a steeple...
Hiden are love
flaming my heart...
Sometimes i act strong....but inside my heart is...
Panoramic irises
love like landscapes...
The summer, the follies, the turns
Your words, your feelings, your burns...
I was looking at him looking at her,
Anyone could see he liked her...
You are the walking Beauty on a fair night,
Like the skies moving in velvet dark...
These lips have never touched you, but always...
Now that we are getting closer,
i grow more concerned for you...
Dear David...
You're neat and sweet and cooler than ice...
I'm waiting for happiness to arrive.
But i guess I'm too late...