I'm at the porch, looking at the candle;
Cold and windy night, it's warm inside;
It desires to join the silent party;
Stars above me; shining it's light...
She's there too, one who holds my heart;
A dinner with her, it's the best part;
Some roses for her, witnessed that sweet smile;
One who holds my heart;
One who's worthwhile...
The night's getting old;
These feelings ain't so cold;
waiting for this night, ever since it was told;
This lonely night; such as the windy road...
Romantic ways, there are many;
Feelings are here, so many to carry;
They won't fade, neither disappear;
A love forever, a love crystal clear...
A dinner with my perfect girl;
She makes it special, in my ordinary world;
I just love the way that she is;
Her love is still that thing i cannot miss...
