will it?
how can i hope for something more. why do i take things so seriously. everyones lookn for their true love and im left behind in the bin. why dont you come pick me up, take me home. take me a place unknown. scared with the tears that have been shed. what is left to become. when my makeup flacking and i cant imagin shaking this heart ach again...
can you be there to imagine what it feels like to be held. to feel your touch and the love you so much. can we ask for anything more than to just hear your voice. the ringing of the phone when i know that your home. and when you pik up and say hello, i know that somehow where ever i am, im home.
you make me feel so sureal.
but will it ever be real?
can you be there to imagine what it feels like to be held. to feel your touch and the love you so much. can we ask for anything more than to just hear your voice. the ringing of the phone when i know that your home. and when you pik up and say hello, i know that somehow where ever i am, im home.
you make me feel so sureal.
but will it ever be real?