Deep they were
like a parallel universe
I felt the need to explore
though I was such a bore
she stood like the angel
but she was tangled
Bad boys like to use
but she succumbs to their tunes
I wish I was her own
because I can't live any longer on my own
give me your hand
and I'll live on my life as planned
your eyes are my salvation
even at the Times of dejection
love is strong word
but its perfect for those who are like you .