They B**** moan and complain.
Yelling back at them I would refrain...

Blinded I am without Sight.
Heart in a bind full of fright...

I often wonder what it is you are wanting to know...
I don't know what saying it will do. And with that...

I don't know what it is that makes you so pure,
Could It be that I love you yes I'm so sure...

Wind blowing through my hair.
Scared of you not being there...

I hold you in my arms.
Hold you tight and keep you from harm...

Fearless in your presence
Strong in your sight...

I lie in my bed
And you are all that comes to my head...

A decision I need to make,
Deciding which path is best to take...

Can be annoying
Sometimes playful and toying...

Wind blowing through my hair.
Scared of you not being there...

I love your hugs
I love your kisses...