I love you, my heart is sure
But I ask myself one question
The one question I hate asking myself
The one question I dread
The one question that has been asked
Each and every time I try to Love
I hate the thought of asking myself this
But sometimes I need too
Let it be known that I Love You
But the tears I cry
The blood my heart bleeds
Is it all worth it
Should I forget about you
You never seem to here
Your never seem to reply
Do I wait and cry these tears of pain
Let my heart bleed
I want you
But I have to ask myself one question
Are you truly worth waiting for
