The words I say make you want to Runaway with joy, and tell everyone you got yourself a man you wish would stay. I see you happy, I see you sad, the words I tell you are very true, but with my history in the past, words won't get me through, only one way to go and that I will have to prove. Telling you I care, only because I do. Everyday I hope and wonder if we will go til the end,beyond just being friends.only time will tell,but til then I hope you wont throw in the towel.
