Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.
But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.
Why?
Why can't people just take the time?
Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.
The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.
They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.
You can't expect me to open up the very first day.
It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.
Why?
Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?
I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When ste
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
I start my journey on having faith
That someday I'll find my day
I know this day
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
