Not much love or trust from men in the past for me
But your kiss you touch how you make me feel so free
What we have is it more then we know?
Then you ask me what it is that I feel
What I feel is not love or lust but a friendship left open to grow.
Thoughts of you stay with me all throw that day
But do you feel the same?
Wishing you would open up to me
And tell me what it is you see
Why is it so hard to open yourself to me?
To hear you're past to feel you're present
And your future is where I would like to be
What is this? What if that? Let's see how far we can go
But keep yourself closed like a book and we my never
Be more then just friends that had let go
