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.
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
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
<No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
I sit here waiting
waiting for you to see
that time is running out
come o
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
My One, My Only, My Everything
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
Let me sing you a love song
About what I feel in my heart;
Butterflies can't find
