I sit here in my writing mood,
I want to write about you.

You're on my mind and I want to write about you.
But can't.

There's absolutely no words I know,
that can explain my love for you.
I know it sounds stupid, corny and yet again
-stupid.
But honestly, I love you.
You're here, and there, you're everywhere.
In my mind, out of my mind.
In front of my eyes, and behind them too.

When I saw your face, I felt like passion out.
-But that's just me.
Or it was you, considering I saw you and had the though go through my mind,
*"He's actually mine".

I'll have to see this happen.
My rock n' roll fantasy.
Pull out the spotlights,
drums and guitars.
Let's make this happen.

The rock n' roll fantasy.

So, take my hand
and lets play music together.
Forever and ever.
Let Rock n' Roll live.