April 16, 2008


Even when there are so many things
In my mind, your visual rings
Like an alarm going off in my head
When I'm awake and lay in bed
I can only think of you and me
And how in the future things will be
Wanting so bad for you to hold me each night
Tuck me in safe make sure everything's alright
I know taking things slow each and every day
Will assure a solid foundation and that's okay
It's hard though, the anticipation is killing me
Wanting you so badly is crazy overwhelming
When things become great this will all make sense
A perfect house with a white picket fence
Happiness is what I want so bad
Tired of being hurt and tired of being sad

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