He sits on his bottom step of his porch thinking...
Boy: I love you, I always have and will...

This isn't who I really am. I cant pretend to be...
I know your confused, and so am I, I know you say...

I wish I could live the life,
The life of a great family...

Life has a definition,
Its like a story...

What is love you ask,
Its a feeling...

I cant explain my feelings for you,
For years i have kept inside...