Siting out here cold in the dark
I cannot help feel, but like a mark...

She walks in beauty with her head held high,
So as to catch the stars in her eye on a cloudless...

Your eyes are so beautiful,
So brown and bright...

When I saw U walk through that door,
My heart skipped a beat for what I was not sure...

You were an Angel, of that I am sure,
Sent to stand by me and find me a cure...

What do I have to do for them to see me as Me?
That what I always find myself asking...

I once knew a Girl
Who I thought was as cute as a pearl...

The clock is ticking and its 9 a clock
I shudder as I hear the knock...

As I stood there at the crossroads of life waiting...
I noticed her standing there too...