Is this true or not
am i once again finding myself caught?
caught in some un-realistic folklore relationship
will i know when the taste of true love is placed apon my quivering lip
falling for him like the leaves from the oak trees when mother nature's seasons begin to twist.
now I find myself stuck in the mist,
the mist of confusion, is this all an illusion?
is this love or is this lust?
once again i find myself caught,
caught in some un-realistic folklore relationship.
