Sep 23, 2004 17:11
Sometimes she lifts me to the clouds
Sometimes I'm not so high
She makes me feel unclean, aroused
She makes me want to die
I won't know how she ever feels
Don't want to know, as well
But thoughts and memories linger still
I feel like I'm in hell.
Sometimes she makes me smile so big
Sometimes she makes me cry
A hand that's clutching at my heart
A teardrop that won't dry
She makes me feel like heaven
She truly brings me bliss
I feel empty without her
I'm waiting for her kiss
And so I will wait, let the others pass by
With a forlorn expression, and I start to cry
Was that girl the one? I never can tell
Is this really worth it? I think I'm in hell.
She stares and falls into my eyes
She pushes me away
I'm sick of feelings I can't hide
I'm dying every day
But she is getting farther
And farther away
Will I be left in my room crying
Or will it turn out my way?
And so I will wait, let the others pass by
With a forlorn expression, and I start to cry
Was that girl the one? I never can tell
Is this really worth it? I think I'm in hell.
Did I miss the one?
Did she walk past me?
Did I ever even notice her?
Did she notice me?
Or was I too busy
Just waiting in line
In a row of stupid sappy guys
For a girl that's oh-so fine?
And so I will wait, let the others pass by
With a forlorn expression, and I start to cry
Was that girl the one? I never can tell
Is this really worth it? I think I'm in hell.
I'm in hell..