Love is suppose to be
When you give your heart out to the someone to see
And hope that person returns the treat
To be happy with your love since the meet
That's what it's suppose to be
Walking in the middle of the night
Thinking ehere your heart is headed tonight
Wondering off standing in the sideline
Why isn't she mine?
I gave her everything she could desire
At the end I was the crier
I still love her
She was my everything, everywhere
Doesthat seem crazy sir?
i Lost the love she gave to me
That's not what it's suppose to be