We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, giggling like 2-year-olds.
Making flirty remarks to each other.
We promise.
We try not to fall.
But in the end one of us does.
In our little dance of love.
Usually me.
And you're never there to catch me.
Like a good partner should.
I hit the floor.
And I hit it hard.
I pick myself up, dust myself off,
and we start the dance over again.
My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up my tears.
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
Taking a romantic ride today,
We sat upon the wagon.
Suddenly the horse lifted hi
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
