there she is right across the tableone look at herand all i can thinkis the things i want to do to her tonightshe can just tellwhat i'm thinkingshe smiles at me whilst she bites her lipas if she approves my train of thoughti open the door for her to get inand while i close iti smile to myself sarcasticallywhat a ...
you call me up lateand start asking 101 questionsif i'm out?who i'm with?and i'm wonderingwhy do you carewhen i say nothingyou get on my casefor a minute i'm fooledto think you might carethey say actionsspeak louder than wordsbut sometimes your wordscan be so convincingthough i'm fooled for a split secondyour mugshot is etched in my mindbecause you are guilty of being a bitch
with tears in my eyesi read the news of your lossand it took a little while to sink ineven though i didn't know youi felt as if i lost one of my ownthat's when i realizedyour impact on our worldpeople speak of the amazing thingsthat you broughtinto our worldbut more than thati am forever grateful to youfor teaching methat there's nothing wrong in being a dreamer