I don't understand so many things but one of the things I do is you,
I don't understand where I belong or where I stand but all I know is that I feel safe with you,
I haven't been in your presence and I haven't felt you physically,
But I doubt that it would have real affect I've already discovered what I needed to see,
What are the odds?
I recall us hating then loving each other back and forwards,
What the hell is out there for us?
I could tell you everything - I probably closely have,
But who are you? How can I say that I really do know you?
Are you someone that I will never figure out?
But then again that's what makes it so frightfully exciting,
For what I know so far - that's what life's about,
And sometimes I love to think - eventually we'll end up together at last,
Do you believe in fairy tales? - I can't think let alone dare ask,
But it's true -I wish I was the one for you,
But I'm probably not and that's not okay,
I know I tell myself that's life each and every day,
But I hate it so and I'm sure you hate it too,
Out of all the things I don't understand,
There is but one thing...
And somehow that person is always you..
