it’s really love?
or it’s just a passing feeling
am i not convinced?
a bit uncertain of the feeling
it’s the way you make me feel?
so warm with joy and laughter
or could it be the happiness
from moments spent together the lasting bliss; the kiss
i miss the sweetest thoughts without a touch
the heart that hurts and tears a scar
thinking how far away you are
you’re on my mind most of the day
and at night I go to bed and pray
an angel soft and gentless you
would make my sweetest dream come true
thinking about you always
wishing I had you with me
to cherish and to stare
into your soft and beautiful eyes
as we both travel to the skies
and mingle with the stars above
but it’s really love?