I saw a boy the other day
When our eyes met, I looked away
Is this why I’m so afraid?
I’m not ashamed of who I am
But I feel as if, you know you’re better…

I feel as if, you know I'm scared
You think it's wrong, and I agree
But you're so sweet and tall, naughty and nice
Why is it me, you must entice?

This is wrong.

I need to get out of this house
These walls, they speak your name
The floor, furniture, and all
The past is stuck in place here

When the past is so far gone
And I don’t recall it,
This place reminds me of you
The walls, the floor, the ring by my door…

i'll make it as smooth as you walk, but as crisp as the ice.
baby, i love the way you move and i think it should be noted;
if i can't have you, i want one just like it.
although, you're one of a kind.
you're not sugar coated,
but you tease my sweet tooth all the same.

desire** fuels our handsome earth
it fills our lives with love and mirth
it sets the fire in our hearths
it sets the fire within our hearts.

passion excites the body
it makes us fiery and quite naughty
although it's something we all embody
it's purely beauty and full of arts.

souls make up the ones we love
they fill the clouds and skies above
they're what we hope we're made of
but they can't be weighed with scales or charts.

heart is what we dream to hold
the power to be so strong and bold
and try our hardest to get the gold
but don't give up when it falls apart.

the world is a dark and dangerous place
be strong and try to change the pace
love a lot and show your heart
after all, where else should you start?

Why so pretty, sad girl?
Your luscious locks gently wave
Your tears are all you gave...

Why so pretty, mean girl?
Your emerald eyes stop boys in their tracks
Your anger has stabbed oh so many backs...

Why so pretty, lonely girl?
Your handsome body attracts them all
Your bitter heart is your downfall...

Why so pretty, selfish girl?
Your silky tan draws attention
Your greed is all they mention...

Why so pretty, fake girl?
Your smile brightens the day
Your two faces follow the way...

Why so pretty, when your soul is hideous?
Why so pretty, when you're so insidious?
Why so pretty, when it does you no benefit?
Why so pretty, when all you do is pout and sit?

My love, walk into the real world.
Show your "beauty" to the blind man.
See if he will take your hand...

talk to me, talk to me.
tell me your fears of love and lust.
relax and rejoice,
i sense your shattered trust.
come close my deary,
don’t be weary,
ignore the outside noise
make the best choice
and listen only to my voice

talk to me, talk to me.
tell me your fears of the dark and cold.
be calm and composed
whose hand will you hold?
who else, but me?
what else, but we?
bring forth the enclosed
heart you oppose
and make it disposed.

talk to me, talk to me.
tell me your fears.