Though face-to-face we have never met
Yet in my heart your words I cannot forget
A picture I have, simply an image of thee
Serves as the only true connection that I have of my desired queen
Speaking in tyme
Verses and rhyme
I wonder if one day you will be mine
Just a dream I have, simply a fantasy
Yet I hold on to hope that one day it will become reality
The words I say are true
Yet I wonder if that’s the way it’s interpreted by you
Can you feel my heart in the words I scribe?
Can you imagine yourself residing in the House of Light?
Can you share my pain knowing you are not with me?
Will you allow my passion to make love to thee?
Yet in my heart your words I cannot forget
A picture I have, simply an image of thee
Serves as the only true connection that I have of my desired queen
Speaking in tyme
Verses and rhyme
I wonder if one day you will be mine
Just a dream I have, simply a fantasy
Yet I hold on to hope that one day it will become reality
The words I say are true
Yet I wonder if that’s the way it’s interpreted by you
Can you feel my heart in the words I scribe?
Can you imagine yourself residing in the House of Light?
Can you share my pain knowing you are not with me?
Will you allow my passion to make love to thee?