Is it to much to know when someone loves you?
Or is it to much to feel when someone cares?
When does love know when to stop?
When will life begin to end?
Is it when the rain begins to freeze?
Or is it when the snow feels the breeze?
When will you begin to feel?
When will you want to know?
That someone in this world can fall for you, and that someone in this world does not want to learn how to get up.
Is it when the rain stops to freeze?
Or is it when the snow longs to feel the breeze?
When will i begin to feel?
When will i want to know?
That i am that someone in this world that has fallen for you, and does not want to learn how to get up.
