Love...
When all you know is loneliness,
and all you want is love.
How do you know what is what,
and what he’s intolerant of?
Your heart is his
but he doesn’t know.
You two don’t always connect
Always waiting for the sweet nothings
he’ll whisper in your ear.
The thought of him not speaking though,
is the one thing that you fear.
And when he says,
“I love you baby
I swear that it is true”
Just hand over your heart
Damn it don’t think twice!
‘Cuz baby I am telling you
His love it will suffice
and all you want is love.
How do you know what is what,
and what he’s intolerant of?
Your heart is his
but he doesn’t know.
You two don’t always connect
Always waiting for the sweet nothings
he’ll whisper in your ear.
The thought of him not speaking though,
is the one thing that you fear.
And when he says,
“I love you baby
I swear that it is true”
Just hand over your heart
Damn it don’t think twice!
‘Cuz baby I am telling you
His love it will suffice