Feb 11, 2005 16:39
It's February once again,
And February, you understand,
Is not a month for the single.
Valentine spirit is in the air
And we all try our hardest not to care,
But deep down, we long for that tingle.
We dream of that someone so fine
He sends multiple shivers down our spine.
We hope for that someone to hold us so tight
He smothers the worries and makes it alright.
We pray for that someone so great
And when he doesn't come around, we wait.
In this second month, on the fourteenth day,
We're reminded in a less than subtle way:
We are alone.