Theres four words i never want to hear you say
and if you ever do in my bed i will lay...

I'll never get a girl like you
just being plain old me...

Whenever I'm around you I don't know what to do
all at once i wonder what should I say to you...

Considering every circumstance
its just not the time for a romance...

I wish i had the courage to ask
but im a coward so let this poem be my mask...

Ive known you so long
youve never steered me wrong...

We may have our good days and our bad
but you always make my bad days better...

He might care
but i care more...

I dont think. I know
I dont see. I'll Show...

Maybe sounds good to me
as long as i have a chance...

We may both have doubts and both have fears
but with me i want to see you cry only happy tears...

How do you feel about a quite night
What about me holding you tight...