Why Does It HurtYou walked into my life With a simple wave and hello You forever became apart of me that day The light of your eyes The way you looked at me and smiled I get so caught up I just don't know what to sayWhy Does It Hurt
So why does it hurt, inside Why does it hurt when you walk by Why does it hurt so much I can't ignore the pain
Now that I know you, I want more Your the one I've been waiting for So please give me, the chance to know you better 'Cause to have you, is to hold you To know you, is to love you And knowing that I might not make it is killing me &nb
Take ItListen, I've got so much to say, but you dont know Just who I am or where Ive been but I want you to know everything That I've come here for that very reason To look into your glossy stare, tell you that you might not care But I do...but I doTake It
Take it, no matter how I've just got to let you know That you've, got this Attention, of mine
Hey there, will you leave me now, standing Alone or by your side in this ever changing world dismiss My intentions that I give, to you To look into your glossy stare, tell you that you might not care But I do...but I do &
Just MeAm I forever destined to be, All alone in this world, just me? Having gone through life having love, but never being loved for long, To have it all at your fingertips, to all of a sudden have it slip through your hands..then all of a sudden, its gone. To always find a person who would fit you perfectly But always falling in love blindly, never being able to see That you spoke without thinking, that you jumped the gun Realizing only too late, that for her, you are not the one Not the one she wants, and never the one she'll cherish Not the one she wants to spend the rest of her life with, anJust Me
MemoriesMemories of times where my heart fluttered abound The echos of laughter are a resonating sound Smiles are all I see, and warm embraces are what I feel To believe there was a time like this, at times it doesn’t seem real I constantly go back without anyone’s notice Smiling to myself, those times were so glorious When things are always reminding you of how it used to be It almost tears you apart, those memories want to be free Living in the past isn’t what I want to do But I can’t help the fact that I love what I recall too Its hard and I try my best to live for whats ahead But wMemories
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