Love Love Love

Have I ever told you before I think you're beautiful when you're sleeping? I have faith you watch me in my slumber, too. If I'm all that you're looking for, tell me, why is there a river streaming down your face? Sometimes makes me wonder all about your love. After some time it's something i find true. Love's not a grave, it won't decay on you. So many days I was afraid of love. What if nothing is just that and suffering's the only thing we're good at? Dreaming, picture that a whole world in a slumber. But don't get too attatched to the living, even every single memory's fleeting. That's a fact, being torn asunder. But to my suprise, no reason why, one day i woke up and realized. Give it to me, love. I'll keep you in my focus with love and affection.