Holding hands, taking walks, smelling roses...
Smiles and sparkling eyes, kind soft-spoken words...
Wanna die with me?
Sure...
The words that you speak
Make me wanna shriek...
With you I'm begun,
no more a phantom...
If you don’t love me, then what is real?
If your touch isnt love, then what’s the deal...
Lips like red roses
Melt my soul to ashes...
Birds sing a tune
Early this morning...
Could I make you feel again?
And overtake all restless numbness...
In the tranquil repose of retreat
I watch the black clouds of a pain in the past...
I'm a prisoner of love,
Locked in her jail...
Only In My Words
In my words...
If my words has wings
These could go to our ears and you get to...