Eyes like the setting sun
heavenly and fun
gracious and calm
Now, we'll look at your palm
Hands not smooth, but rough
fearless and tough
Oh, I cant get enough
fragile and small
but, they catch me whenever i fall
they wipe away my tears
and help me hide from my fears
hold me close draw me near
when I need them they're always there
I breathe in their penetrating air
smelling so loving, i can't take nomore; I cant bare
It seems so wrong, its unfair
This isnt right
the way he took my heart
everthing seemed so bright
till he riped it apart
he took my heart and off he flew
thats why i have a problem "loving you"
