Sweetheart I love you All I do is think about you Your on my mind day and night And your in my heart in my life And every you smile my heart smiles too And I dream about making love to you every night And I dream of holding hands with you And falling in love with you kissing you under the moonlight.
Picking up all the scattered pieces on the floor It hits so hard this constant burning passion you choose to ignore Overly tired of feeling like I’m the last resort Wanting to find paradise, but everything seems all out of sort Falling for you ever so effortlessly, but my heart doesn’t cross your mind I feel as if, I surely lost you this time Though I know that you were never mine The fact that my absence doesn’t bother you even the slightest makes me wonder if my presence even mattered at all in the first place As I slowly start to let go of the illusion that things could have been any different my head starts to race You made me feel like a waste of space
Done with you leading me on, every time I see you this light switch flickers on. I feel so drawn to you, but I’m hoping the next time I see you those feelings are long gone
Oh ionic sky above Let loose your naughty rain Crash your clouds in thunder White lightening flash in vain Hydrate this thirsty dryness Plaguing my barren glands Set forth her winds a blowing From where sweet love began
Blizzards, tornadoes, hurricanes and typhoons The Mother Nature of me wants to stir the storms of you My deepest desires dwelling inside my mind Hitting my heart like thunder and lightning Sparks intensified Walking on clouds dreaming of you Spinning in whirlwinds my teardrops of truth’s Catch me for I’m falling from heaven above With the wants of kissing your angel lips of love
A mighty volcano burning deep down within Raging passion swirling a cyclone of sins Drenched in a downpour of lust An eruption of showers quenching our thirst Changing the atmosphere as our bodies collide The binding of our hearts together forever entwined Infinite our love boundless by time For I am Yours and You are mine
You’ve given no reason For me to feel this way But all reasons aside You’re such a cliché The cheerleader type You run and you play But I remember a time Your type would betray Your voice pitch is high Your IQ count can’t match I really can’t see why You’re considered a catch But maybe I’m petty Or jealous, or insecure I think I’m just ready To be called particular I don’t like your type I don’t fancy to be friends I don’t follow the hype You give me the bends