I’ve loved and I’ve been hurt.
I want love, but I’m scared to start over.
Is it possible? Do you really think this is gonna work?
Is it based on luck? Should I look for a four leaf clover?
Can I avoid the same pain I’ve felt before?
With love, must I always get hurt?
Is this way too much? The genuine love, that I’m looking for?
I’m tired of always being on my toes, always having to stay alert.
Maybe I’m being too forward, but I’ll say it anyway.
From the moment we first spoke, I think I already knew.
I like you, more and more every day.
I want with you, a love that’s completely brand new.
Maybe you’ll promise me that you’ll never hurt me,
And my heart will believe you.
My mind will know hurt is still a possibility
Maybe you know that too.
When you tell me your “feelings”
Those damn butterflies in my stomach do nothing but flutter.
And You might not know this, but when you say those sweet things,
Oh man, my body it melts real quick like butter.
I want you, I want you to be all mine.
I never want this feeling to end.
I want you by my side all the time.
I hope that all of this isn’t just pretend.
I want this to be something real.
And I won’t let this die like the love I’ve felt for others.
I want it all to be true, Everything you tell me you feel.
I can love you more than your own mother.
So, I’m going to give this a try.
And I pray it doesn’t all end up a lie.
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