| ~What is it~ |
| What is this thing we feel inside, The thing that is felt from day through to night. This one person you see all the time, Who sits everyday on the top of your mind. Butterflies in your stomach, Tingles down your spine. My oh My that guy is so Fine! So what is this thing, You feel from within? Seems like a miracle, Feels like a dream. That boy is the one that you only see, I�ll put you out of your misery, And ease your dying pain. It can be great, It can be sad, At most of the time drive you mad! There�s that feeling what can it be? It�s that thing called love which cannot be cured by you, you love or even me!! |