You are so charming, full of life and innocent. If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes; only then would you realize how special you are to me. When you enter a room, you light it up with your vibrant energy and you’re just gorgeous. I’m anxious everyone who sees you wants you. This love is good, this love is alive back from the dead, this hands let it go free and this love comes back to me.
If only I was capable to prove you. I think of you at least a thousand times a day, I just can’t talk to you right now. I miss every inch of your body, I just can’t admit right now. I need you, but I just can’t show you right now. I love you with all my heart and soul, I just can’t tell you right now. Why does it have to be like that? Hiding my love for you, it’s killing me softly.
We keep behind closed doors, every time I see you I die a little more. All those stolen moments we steal back as the curtains close, it’ll never be enough. It’s clear to me that we’re meant for each other, every piece of you just fits perfectly. Every second I’m with you feels like another chance, every thought, I’m in so deep but I’ll never show it on my face. Worst part is that we know this; we got a love that it’s hopeless. As you drive me to my house, I can’t restrain these silent tears from rolling down. You and I both have to hide on the outside where I can’t be yours, and you can’t be mine.
Why can’t you hold me in the street? Why can’t you kiss me on the dance floor? I wish that it could be like that, why can’t it be like that? Cause I’m yours. Why can’t I say that I’m in love? I want to shout it from the rooftops. I’m tired of hiding and lying by omission. I don’t want to hide us, and I don’t want to be afraid. I want to hold your hand in the street; I want the whole world to know that I want you bad and I won’t have it any other way. Does it matter? What people say? Fuck them, fuck society and all their damned rules, our love is here to stay.
I don’t want to experience love this way. I wonder if it ever will change. I’m living for that day, someday when you hold me in the street and kiss me on the dance floor. I wish that it could be like that, and all that will matter is you and I. Maybe someday when love wins.