things I have been thinking about
A perfect world
What do I feel?
And why do I have to ask myself?
Am I unsure?
How can I be unsure of Love!
Love is real. Love is everything.
If I'm wondering how I feel,
do I feel for you?
Are you for real?
Do I really mean what I say?
Love doesn't have questions.
I've met a thousand different girls,
and you've talked to hundreds of different boys.
I don't know about you,
but I can't explain what goes on,
when I look in someone's eyes,
in between our eyes.
Can you?
Should we even try?
What would we do in perfect world?
And why do I have to ask myself?
Am I unsure?
How can I be unsure of Love!
Love is real. Love is everything.
If I'm wondering how I feel,
do I feel for you?
Are you for real?
Do I really mean what I say?
Love doesn't have questions.
I've met a thousand different girls,
and you've talked to hundreds of different boys.
I don't know about you,
but I can't explain what goes on,
when I look in someone's eyes,
in between our eyes.
Can you?
Should we even try?
What would we do in perfect world?
