I would write about love
If I knew what it was
My prince is just lost....
Its the most probable cause
I've never been held
All through the night
Or had what he says
Make me feel right
I've heard of love though;
Deep, strong and slow.
You know, the kind
That can stand against time
Or like fireworks so bright
Passion in the night
Sweet love in summer
To make your heart flutter
When you look into eyes
That can see though your soul
Or be held in the hands
That make you feel whole
Its better to have loved and lost
Than to never haved loved at all.
But I ask, what's worse?
Your heart ripped out
Or empty forever.
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC
I would write about love
If I knew what it was
My prince is just lost....
Its the most probable cause
I've never been held
All through the night
Or had what he says
Make me feel right
I've heard of love though;
Deep, strong and slow.
You know, the kind
That can stand against time
Or like fireworks so bright
Passion in the night
Sweet love in summer
To make your heart flutter
When you look into eyes
That can see though your soul
Or be held in the hands
That make you feel whole
Its better to have loved and lost
Than to never haved loved at all.
But I ask, what's worse?
Your heart ripped out
Or empty forever.
