Its hard to live alone,
harder to choose sumone to luv,
but the hardest part of loving
is to admit tht u''ve fallen in luv
wid sum 1 who can never be urs
A Man''s Love!
Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
I Wish My Eyes Could
Speak What My Heart
Feels For You,
Coz
My Lips Can Lie On What
Is True, But
My Eyes Couldn''t
Coz
Even If I Close Them
I Could Still See You
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
