Oh, the pressures to win her heart
Where, oh where, shall I begin
               As I was fallen like sheets of rain
She expressed that
        Like the blood running through her veins that,
She has a certain type
                   And she expressed that ,
I wouldn’t make a perfect match
         Turning my heavenly intention into hell
                      Just like a bouncer at the door
  She refused to let me in
              Minimizing devotion
                        And like an invisible man
She walked and see right through me
                   Like the leaves during the storm
She blew me away without gravitation
                   And like a muted sky
She never heard the sweet words I whispered
         But little did she know that
One day with a single rose
Stemmed with a kiss
            I would steal her heart
                   Like a thief on the cross
And hold onto it forevermore.