Take another chance,
i keep telling myself...
It can't hurt anymore than it did the last time,
when you poured your heart out to the girl you thought you knew.
But, it's all just another lie.
A contradicting statement made for my own self pity.
Hopeless hope for the reverie thoughts of a girl made just for me.
hmm, silly me thinking of such
phantasmic fantasy.
Why can't it just be real?
Me and her, the girl of my dreams.
Why must we all play this sly and painful game of hide and go seek?
Why can't we just lock lips and go for the steal?
Take another chance?
Why do I keep telling myself,
It can't hurt anymore than it did the last time,
when you poured your heart out to the girl you thought you knew?
I think it's because i know that,
somewhere out there,
I'll find my dream girl,
The one that'll spend her nights with me
The one i can pour my heart out to,
the one that'll catch my heart,
and keep it as if it was her own.
knowing this... I'll keep trying
I'll keep searching,
for her.
But, until i find her...
It's another swing,for another faliure.