Hey look here i am-and here we go lifes waiting to begin
I had the same dream again, the one where I wake up and you are not there.
When I wake in the morning the first thing I see is you. When you walk away or aren't around I smell the pillow because it reminds me of you. Your face fits perfectly in the palm of hand. Your tears are rivers that lead straight to my heart. Thats the kind of girl I am looking for.