the sound of your serenade from the open window.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
to be truly loved
i may have rich parents,
who gave me everything i ever wanted.
but they'll never there beside me,
am i truly loved?
i may have had a hundred ex-lovers,
they all said they loved me.
but then they said it to every other girl,
am i truly loved?
i may have a whole hoard of friends,
who are at my every beck and call.
but they never really care at all,
am i truly loved?
i may have everything a girl could ever dream of,
boyfriends money popularity.
but do they really matter at all,
am i truly loved?
what is love you might say.
is it gifts and money?
big houses? baloney!
if you ask me i say none at all.
all i ever wanted,
was a guy to love me,
parents who supported me,
and friends who were there for me.
that was all i ever wanted,
i want to be truly loved.
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