Young Love...
those words from the lips of my lover/
who seems to think love is just a game; just a possession of some sort/
his love was driving me crazy and i couldnt make up my mind to whether it was forced or whether it was true genuine love in front of me/
i dread to think of how he would leave me and never say he loved me/
i dare not think of those lonely heart aches and pains from his voice/
sounding so cold and so much of it filled with hate and anger/
but you told me to never think twice on our love because it would blossom into something great/
something that didnt have to be analyzed and over thought/
young love is something i can be without /
i can be happily in like with you,but love...
Love... such a small powerful word that can do so much damage/
but time progresses and i havent thought twice/
i've let our love take us where we needed to go/
whether it was good and happy/
or bad and had a tradegy/
this young love is so complex and difficult/
yet i go along on the ride and take every bump and bruise that comes our way/
im here to stay in this young love/
im just not so sure i want it with you anymore/
