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Helpless, Hopeless, Truly
How do you know
When you're in love
Is it when
The butterflies start?
When words you knew
You can not speak
Drowned out by
The beating of your heart
Is it when
All you can do is sigh
As you drift away
In dreams all day
When all the things
That happen around you
Just simply
Fade away?
Is it when you feel
Like you could fly
Soaring past the clouds
You can be found
With not a worry
Or care in the world
Not noticing how far
You are from the ground?
All of these things
Are things I feel
That's what
You seem to do to me
If you asked me
If I loved you
I would have to answer
Helpless, hopeless, truly
~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-10-04
~designs by pat~
When you're in love
Is it when
The butterflies start?
When words you knew
You can not speak
Drowned out by
The beating of your heart
Is it when
All you can do is sigh
As you drift away
In dreams all day
When all the things
That happen around you
Just simply
Fade away?
Is it when you feel
Like you could fly
Soaring past the clouds
You can be found
With not a worry
Or care in the world
Not noticing how far
You are from the ground?
All of these things
Are things I feel
That's what
You seem to do to me
If you asked me
If I loved you
I would have to answer
Helpless, hopeless, truly
~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-10-04
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~designs by pat~
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Helpless, Hopeless, Truly
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