- Nov 8, 2003
- 166
- 74
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It scares me that I’m falling so quickly,
I try to occupy my mind
but the thought of you always seem to interrupt,
I sit staring at the phone hoping to have the strength
not to pick it up,
but my love dominates my brain
my lips always seem to say your name
my eyes only seem to see your face
my ears hear only of your voice
my nose sense only of your smell
my eyes give away what my lips won’t tell
it scares me that I’m falling so deeply
afraid of the thought of you hurting me
but I guess if we’re meant to be then we’ll be.
E
S
T
I
N
Y
It scares me that I’m falling so quickly,
I try to occupy my mind
but the thought of you always seem to interrupt,
I sit staring at the phone hoping to have the strength
not to pick it up,
but my love dominates my brain
my lips always seem to say your name
my eyes only seem to see your face
my ears hear only of your voice
my nose sense only of your smell
my eyes give away what my lips won’t tell
it scares me that I’m falling so deeply
afraid of the thought of you hurting me
but I guess if we’re meant to be then we’ll be.