You were my one, my only, my true,
You broke me down in two...

This love we have found, broken then rekindled...
it is to fearful to understand...

Your snappy, Snarly,
you shout and stomp...

I am lost here in my personnel hell with a broken...
i turn to you for help yet all i get is a shoulder...

She is always there when I need her,
Always there when she needs me...

Sadness is ignorance,
sadness is bliss...

She grabs me by my hand so tight,
she wants me to be safe...

Roses are red
violets are blue...

You find from all over the world,
maybe searching...

Secret love is hard to keep,
it is hard to hide from those who seek...

What am I going to do,
Lying here dying with you...

We are nearly there; it is within our touch,
All we have to do is...