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You haunt me like a dream at night. Ready to tempt, ready to deny. I don't dare to call this love Because you already love some body else.
Tonight the moon is bright and solitary There's not a single star in sight. I imagine that I'm in the car With you driving me home.
The image of your face taunts my soul Tempting me to be with you Pushing me to call it 'love' When your love is with somebody else.
Many times the thought of eternity Comes into my mind that we Will always forever will be Waiting to love each other eternally.
But I doubt this because your love Is not mine to keep like this. I am merely a friend to you And you are something more to me.
I tell myself time and time again Every time I start to think of you "My love, like this, is not for me to give. Nor yours to give to me, like this." |
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