As I lay in my bed, I stare at the ceiling
Waiting and wishing for this pain to descend...

We may be young
But they way I fell about you is so unexplainable...

Dreams
Thoughts, smiles...

She hears her parents fight
The screaming, and slams...

Standing along the shore
eyes closed, with arms spread out...

Love is a deep word
Life or death situation...

The feelings I feel for you
deeper then just what people see...

I miss your gentle touch
Your comforting voice...

Your not just a guy, that I can call my boyfriend
Your someone I trust, some one I never want to be...

She watches the rainfall down
Hearing the storm...

How I feel is strange
Your my best friend...

You say those words
You make those moves...