Wit every thought
Wit every touch...

I'm what you call Desire
I'm what you feel when...

I live in a shadow
Not ever know who's shadow I'm living in...

A gift is something someone wants
I think your more then what we are...

I'm scared
Scared to open the door...

When I talk to you I
Have the desire to see you...

I walk throw the halls .. Hoping to see u ....
There u were which a group of gurls...

I sit down and wonder
I wonder about you...

He was my first love
I loved him so much...