Thoght i have not cries this way in many...
The 1st was for your smile i miss... and the taste...

I'm not suppose to love you,
I'm not suppose to care...

You told me you loved me,
why did you leave me to cry in the cold...

Your Love is like a piece of gold
hard to gety and hard to hold...

Never leave the one you love
for the one you like...

Some guys come, and some guys go
But you the guys i'd like to know...

I love the way you look at me,your eyes so bright...
i love the way you kiss me...

WHEN I FIRST SAW YOU...
I WAS AFRAID TO MEET YOU...