When i look at you,
my heart skips a beat...

Old Black Shoes
oh how they've been around...

I lay with you in my bed
with your head...

I drink my tea,
as i sit at the table...

I am losing it,
my rhythm, my rhyme...

Does she even know
He writes about her...

When is this nightmare gunna past
and let this breathe be my last...

I thank the lord for this angel,
you helped me feel love...

Sitting here all sad and blue,
Thinking of you...

One heart,
Thinking of you...

My love is like an ocean
It goes down so deep...

Shes dances to a beat of her own,
she dances as if shes alone...