You're the One
Your eyes, so expressive, yet so fragile
They capture and hold mine as you can see
Your heart makes me feel very gullible
Nonetheless, all these sacred words weren’t free
I wish we could talk, every time I’d try
Taking this small step, was too hard myself
Why could I not, do not know even I
Without you, I am an empty bookshelf
A mountain with no peak or bright, white cap
With you, nothing could touch me, not a scrape
I wish you could come back to me ASAP
You are fine; don’t change, like the world’s landscape
My great inspiration and life are you
Once you’re gone, I’ll wither and break, it’s true
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