what is love
a lover,
hidden in deep sleep,
chocolate so sweet;
but also brief,
or the blood that's running through my head?
i don't understand
the way that i feel when your holding my hand
how can 'love' be this good
when all i feel is confused
you pull me close by your side,
and tell me not to run or hide
not trying to stop the way i feel,
hoping that its real
not wanting to admit
wishing that you won't forget
pulling me closer, and i can't breathe
and with your kiss,
i get weak kneed
when its ended, i still can't believe,
that you are what i need
not wanting you to let go,
but then you leave through my window
you soon come back with some wine and cheese
and then as we kiss you whisper the words that i need
'i love you more than anything'
a lover,
hidden in deep sleep,
chocolate so sweet;
but also brief,
or the blood that's running through my head?
i don't understand
the way that i feel when your holding my hand
how can 'love' be this good
when all i feel is confused
you pull me close by your side,
and tell me not to run or hide
not trying to stop the way i feel,
hoping that its real
not wanting to admit
wishing that you won't forget
pulling me closer, and i can't breathe
and with your kiss,
i get weak kneed
when its ended, i still can't believe,
that you are what i need
not wanting you to let go,
but then you leave through my window
you soon come back with some wine and cheese
and then as we kiss you whisper the words that i need
'i love you more than anything'
