As I ponder what to write I think of the only constant in my life What’s kept me going and guessing I speak of love
From the age of three I had the feeling By the age of five a girl was stealing My heart it was a little crush It was still love
It was up in the air The feelings weren’t returned Fell in despair My naïve heart was burned
At age eleven puberty had hit hard There was a new girl a new start She had a tight grip on my heart What was lust I thought was love
High school came and changed my world And that’s cause there were three girls But the pain makes my toes curl Another complicated tale of love Its up in the air My first real love Two years toiled in pain I didn’t care I had gone insane
So naïve So unsure And now I grieve But I want more
Soon after I started fresh Now this one was the best But I had doubts so I left I walked out on love
You see it was too good to be true I was ****** and worried and confused I wanted her back but she refused I don’t think I deserve love
Up in the air She’ll never come back I don’t care It fades to black