Boy, each and everyday,
You move further away...
I can either choose to stay or go,
But what i really want, i don't know...
I think about you all day and night baby,
This love is making me crazy...
When things go wrong it's so hard to cope,
Especially when I'm losing hope...
Through all the good and bad times,
We write rhymes...
Boy: Good Morning Melody |
And then i see him staring at me and the look in his eyes says 'You're Beautiful' |
Boy: I was actually thinking about going on the hot air balloons with you one day. It would be awesome. |