I've learned in many ways that love is like a beard.
When you kiss the one you love, it will always feel weird.
Every time you touch it, you'll always get that feeling.
That shiver that comes up your spine and goes to the ceiling.
Even if you get rid of it, it will eventually come back.
No one can live without it. It's a guaranteed fact.
And, if I can't live without love, then I've practically died
'cause every time I see you now, all I do is cry.
Right now, I have something I really wanted to say.
I'll talk about how we met on that special day.
When I first saw you, I just thought you were pretty.
I found your nickname was 'Meow,' just like a kitty.
You were also fun-loving, friendly, and sweet.
But there was nothing special. My heart missed no beats.
Then, I got to know you. You were more than a pretty face.
You were definitely someone I wanted to embrace.
Now, it's years later. To me, it's been too long.
A lot of time went by and now, my feelings are just too strong.
I've always wanted to tell you, but I feared I was too late.
It wasn't possible that you didn't have a boyfriend. You were too great.
When you told me you were moving, at first I thought you lied.
I found out it was the truth. As I said earlier, I cried.
Even if you were interested in me, there was no way we could
share a relationship, even though I thought we should.
Interested or not, you are just plain almost too nice.
You couldn't go out with me. You'd have to break my heart like thin ice.
If I could, I'd follow you to Arizona.
I want to be with you, here or across the border.
This is on the 'Net so that everyone will see
That I'll never forget you or the times you spent with me.
My love for you will always bite me like a shark.
