You Didn'T Realize It
The place to be can be called my home.
Shall you take my hand or shall I take yours?
You stabbed me in the heart but you never realized it.
An olive and an arrow to show me your love...why isn't it here yet?
Can you tell me how many children we're gonna have?
Can I tell you anything as if you were my little sister, Jennifer?
Please return my heart.
I need it so I can move on but you're always in the back of my head.
You're all I ever think about, you're all I really need.
Copyright © John Monteblanco | Year Posted 2010
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