You shot me down like a flying dove
falling from the heavens above
you still don't know how i feel
but still i know this feeling's real
such a cursed blessing, this magic fate
my emotions, they're still up to date
I shall never lose my love for you
I'll be there for you, through and through
even though you've broken my heart
I never want us to be apart
you may not love me, as I do you
but then again, your heart is true
such a simple feeling, yet so complex
my emotions are swirling, lost in a vortex
I never want to break our stare
though others give us an evil glare
they do not know the real you
I feel like I am one of the few
the few who listen, the few who care
to betray you, they would not dare
they know what's happened in the past
they know your heart is made of glass
broken so easily, yet greatly admired
for all of it's kindness, and others are drier
that's one of the things about you I love
but for now, I'm just a wounded dove
