How many times must I feel defeat-
Before loveís victory is mine?
How long must I wait for You-
Before I run out of time?
Much of my life has been mistakes-
But how long am I to be judged?
I canít erase the depths of time-
When will I ever feel loved?
Not as a friend, but as a lover-
I starve for the affection you give,
My life has never been solely my own-
For everyone else- Iíve always lived.
For once, if I might be so selfish-
I look for a warm loving heart,
To bring me passionate whispers-
To fulfill each and every part.
*Do I dare ask you to startÖ?*
Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...