My heart dwells on the pain and sorrow
The hurt of not knowing what will come tomorrow
The lust and love you put me through
And not knowing if what we feel is true
For you, I have the words to say
But only in time will they pay
But as I see you standing there
I swallow my words, no breath nor air
So as I stand there and watch you walk by
In time I think, why did I shy?
Away from how I truly feel
But is it non existent, or is it real?
I guess in time my heart will no longer scorch
But is this love or a lighted torch?
