Maybe...

Maybe you'll never live to read my thoughts, Maybe you'll never live to see my dreams, Maybe you'll never know about the thorns, a yellow rose carries in between.Maybe..... I'll never live to be your daisy,or your pure white little dove, Maybe all the maybes never get to know there was a time, we were so very happy,so very much in love, but maybe ,in the inner of the inside of my heart, I know one day ,our souls met,and they'll never be apart. Maybe these are fool's verses, twisted without rhyme, yet,its how i'm feeling ,and Now ,I think its time! Maybe...I'm not perfect,of that i am so sure, If i ever leave you,If i go and lock my door, Its cos I can't stand another heartache,a spirit tear to sore. Yet,there is that little window,that I shall always see, a scene of sweet remeberance,when"US",where You and Me. Maybe a dove finds home and home finds land, Maybe a dance be born,to hold your hand again, maybe fresh ink dries,and my verse finds the end, Maybe the hurt is too much for me to understand. Maybe there is here and here is there, maybe a pearl and a shell will never tear, They tear.. Mabye,just maybe ,as we turn to dust, We born to find once more our Love and Lust Maybe...