Pondering my mind seems to be
thoughts of endless love running wild
would you always be there?
sense means nothing to me
I say, I don't even have any
I think of you and how much I love you
at the most random times
what do you think?
do you think the same as I ?
if so i can say i love you
and you say it back
our minds ponder and wonder
about love or sorrow or joy
let these thoughts come about
flow free, flow free
