Will you count the stars
With me...

Something comes over me,
whenever you are near...

A feeling overcomes me,
the sense that...

I hear sirens,
I race to the scene...

I love you.
Let me start that way...

I planted a seed,
in my garden...

We are friends,
just friends...

I have this feeling or pressure
building on my chest...

The sun rises and falls everyday.
My love rises and falls too...

In the dark.
By yourself...

Overwhelming force that takes over
with the sense of having a source of...

Seeing is not always believing.
I don't trust your or my eyes...