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Some Four Letter Words

Another year Another winter Same old empty heart. A new hope A new crush Loving isn't an art. They say she's rude A little brute But I wanna see myself. I'm restless A little reckless But she won't show herself. She doesn't know That I exist Yet she makes me drool. A glimpse of her face A pinch of her voice And I lose all of my cool. When she's in front of me And when our eyes meet The whole world pauses And nothing can be heard. And when she smiles My heart skips a beat And all this can be explained With some four letter words. It's love That I feel And I know It is real... That girl Is the cure Of my life Yes, I'm sure... It's cold out there She's wearing gloves, Muffler and a hat. I'm amused that She doesn't realize How cute she looks in that. It starts to snow Her eyes sparkle When the snowflakes descend. I'm staring at her Savouring every moment I know this isn't the end. She's an angel And a beauty to behold that Even the heavens take a bow I choose to be silent But it's hard to resist And I wanna tell her now... When you're in front of me And when our eyes meet The whole world pauses And nothing can be heard. And when you smile My heart skips a beat And all this can be explained With some four letter words. It's love That I feel And I know It is real... You're the girl And the cure Of my life Yes, I'm sure... Some four letter words Describe all of my feelings Cold, loss, fear, pain All gone with just a name Like, love, feel, fate I wish she'd felt the same. Winter brought me This cold love One sided and pure. No expectations but A little disappointment Of that I'm sure. This story won't end Until I tell her that... When you're in front of me And when our eyes meet The whole world pauses And nothing can be heard. And when you smile My heart skips a beat And all this can be explained With some four letter words....

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