I thought death was the worst
But then I felt my heart bleeding.
Bleeding for love,
Bleeding for someone to stand next to me,
Bleeding for her.
Cause I cry when I see her cry,
I am in pain when I see her hurt,
I die when she is not around.
Yet,
With every single time I see her
I forget about the pain,
I forget about myself,
And I think of her.
I think of those eyes
That I hope to cross every day.
I think of that smile
That I need to see on her face.
I think of those lips
That I want to feel on mine.
But that is why God created dreams,
So that she can fill up mine
With beauty and grace
Thus I have something to look up to.
Cause I know that every time we meet
She doesn’t know how I feel,
She doesn’t know how my heart starts to race
When my look lays her allure.
And that is why my heart is bleeding.
Bleeding for her.