The picture of your face
is burned into my mind...

A shock to your heart
without breaking the skin...

In this storm called life
your my shelter from the storm...

If loving you is wrong
then I'm as guilty as sin...

Since you came into my life
you know that Ive been blessed...

Why do you choose now
to fall in love with me...

I no longer dwell on
the things that happened in the past...

Why am i doing this
not telling you how i feel...

Its almost like I'm staring at you
through invisible bars...

Staring at the blank page in front of me
trying to think of what to say...

Where do i begin
how do i start...

Are you telling the truth
or playing games with my heart...