|
to notice how your eyes surrender not No matter which girl wanting you it sees. Could someone waiting for you be your plot
of future hope, endeavors put on hold? If that is so, at least tell me your goal, Or I'll continue loving till I'm told your true intentions. Lies will hurt my soul, So hear the clock tick; make your move before my spirit loses will then dies. To wait I'll manage, with no response I will deplore! If what I feel keeps growing at this rate, we'll soon abandon fears that caused delay in our Heav'nly journey climbing our stairway. |
| Leave a Comment: |