| When I stand alone with you, I let my mind run away. You intoxicate me, Leaving me drunk on your words. I don't know how you feel, But I want you to love me. I am content with you, Just looking into your eyes. I want to be the one you come home to. I don't know how you feel, But I want you to love me. I never felt this way, so soon. From the moment I heard your voice, I realized I had no choice. I don't know how you feel, But I want you to love me. I don't want lies, I don't want loveless kisses, I want the freedom of your touch, The breathlessness of your kiss. I don't know how you feel, But I want you to love me. I want to be drunk, forever, I want to be free, always. Let me be free, I implore you. I want to stay with you, tonight. I want to stay you with you, always. I don't know how you feel, But I want you to love me, As I have loved you before, As I love you now, As I will love you, always. L. McCann |
| There's something in the air, I don't quite know what it is. I feel my resolve melting, And I feel my lips smiling. I left my heart at the doors of hell, Tattered, beaten, worn, Today I received a gift, My heart, refreshed, renewed, reborn. What is it that you are doing to me? I don't quite understand. I'm singing songs of love, And leaving my heart in your hands. What are you trying to prove? I know you inside through. Yet everything you do, Confuses the hell out of me. I would rather simplicity, My old life might have been rough, But it was easier to digest. I need to know what is happening, I need help, what do you suggest? I have a feeling I'm in love, But is it worth going through? How am I supposed to live, When I can't live without you? L. McCann |
| Reading Too Much Shakespeare Courageous fear in the night, Soft, what gentle might. Cruel happiness, screaming silence, A lover's battle, tender violence. Scattered mem'ries, saneful madness, Left for dust, oh joyful sadness. Curses on this heart of mine, For this woeful need for thine. I pray thee, set mine own heart free, Do not scoff at my love for thee. This to what Cupid I do owe, This lover's dream, a dreamer's woe. L. McCann |
| Leaving I spoke to a mutual friend yesterday. He asked me how I was doing, And I lied. I told him I was doing better. I could see sympathy in his face. You always said I was a bad liar. He said you don't even mention my name. Not even every once in a while. Do you even think of me, Even every once in a while? Does a smile cross your lips, Those lips I loved to kiss, When someone mentions me? You are in my head, always. Haunting me, torturing me. Memories are murdering me. The god who made memories must be sadistic. I can't let you go. L. McCann |
| High school has come and gone, All those years of hurt, All those years of joy, So many emotions, Bottled in these halls. Loves have come and gone, Remembering his hug for the first time, Remembering how it felt to be in his arms, Remembering the weight of his arms around me, His body so close to mine, I saved that memory for those dark and lonely nights. But good things fade away, And I was left holding nothing. I miss my friendships, Those golden rays in the midst of pain, I'm older now, And those things are in my past, We still chat once in a while, But it'll never be the same. But that's what life is all about, It's all about change, And even though its hard, Things work out for the best, Even though they don't work like we want. Even though I didn't get what I wished, I got what I needed, And in the end, It's the only thing I ever wanted. Remembering our first kiss, I felt what I felt from what seems like so long ago, Even though you were both so different, I found the same heaven in your touch, Only it was different, Because then, I felt something I had never felt before, I felt...wanted. L. McCann |