Times Like These
I can Look at
Your form while you stand
But i need to stare at
That beautiful man
If only there was a way
For me to never
Stay away
From this never ending lover
I could hold him so tight
He would know this is it
The kind of love thats right
& one you'll never miss
Its when he rattles
In the back seat of his car:
"I just stopped wishin' on my candles
'Cs your my Shooting Star"
Its like he rocked me out
This melting heart that the heat
Till the sun shout:
"Dont skip a beat"
And then I die
Over & over again
But then I rise
To see my heart's one Fan
And he gazes
Down at a sight
And Im wishing on fate
That I look alright
Copyright © Sajdah Al-Riyami | Year Posted 2009
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