i’ve heard…people jawing all about the pain that love could bring…
i’ve told…stay away from it for your heart it could sting…
i’ve seen….the commotion of this feeling and the way it could sooth…
now i feel…the menace that a love could…im feeling the menace of the night mood…
i’ve got tears on my pillow as the night get mellow, my mind mind gets blinded and thoughts get shallow, weeping blood cos i got no tears to cry, miss you crazy love is the reason why, these cheeks where you lips use to dwell, is drench with tears and a missing spell, just to spend time with you i’ll do whatever it takes, my emotions are raging and its picking its pace, and i would sell my soul to the infernal duke, just to spend a tick or two within your look, a manacial pain i waited so long to feel, before your memories my future kneel, its the presence of the moon that triggers turbulance at the seas, and by the audience of your presence my breath will seize, till then i’ll keep beating, before your gaze i’ll keep pulsating, love is perplexive but i’ll keep debating the fact that without you im just nothing but a rag, this journey of the heart is not a jaunt, every step you take will come back to haunt, your absence debilitates my soul, the further you go it hurts double fold, as long as the dawn chorus darts to the sun, as long as that i’ll keep saying that your the one!
i’ve heard…people jawing all about the pain that love could bring…
i’ve told…stay away from it for your heart it could sting…
i’ve seen….the commotion of this feeling and the way it could sooth…
now i feel…the menace that a love could…im feeling the menace of the night mood…
