Remembering how I've been hurt so many times before,
and wishing I were the tinman because my heart is so torn.
Wondering when happiness will come knocking at my door,
forgetting all the hurt that is inside and hoping it will be no more.
Knowing what real love will be like; someday, somewhere,
and hoping she won't leave me she will always be there.
Not giving up because I really care about her deep inside,
when out of nowhere, there is a tear in my eye.
I think she might be the one I've been waiting so long for,
she was knocking at my heart and I opened up the door.
When I'm feeling down and I need a hug or advice,
she will always be there to make me feel warm and nice.
Never will I give up because its not worked out in the past,
but remebering that true love will always last.
