Воскресенье 14 Окт 2007, 22:29
here, making each day of the year
changing my life with the wave of his hand
nobody can deny that there's something there.
there, running my hands through his hair,
both of us thinking how good it can be
someone's speaking, but he doesnt know he's there
i want him everywhere, and if he's beside me i know i need never care
but to love him is to need him everywhere
knowing that love is to share,
each one believing that love never dies,
watching his eyes and hoping i'm always there.