When I lay in bed at night and stare at the ceiling,
I think of you and get this weird feeling,
I wonder if your thinking of me,
Are we meant to be?
Do I really love you?
Will it last? Is this love true?
Do you really love me?
My hearts locked up,
Do you really have the key?
If my heart was a maze,
Would you ask for a map?
Or find your way?
Even if it took dayz...
My friends think i'm crazy,
And I think so too,
To be trusting somebody,
As much as I trust you,
It's like.....
You jump out of a plane,
Knowing your parachute doesn't work,
You jump anyways though,
Trusting him,
To catch you, before you hit the ground,
His arms are out, making sure you don't fall,
But what if, he moves them?
And lets you hit the ground?...
I guess I'll just have to trust you,
Please....Don't let me fall...
