Sometimes I surrender, try to take a fall;
Give up hope - give in and chance it all.
Sometimes it hurts, can't always stand tall,
But you'd pick me up, you're a real doll.
Why would I want to live forever,
If I walk the path thru life's endeavour,
Without her hand to hold - a true lover?
Yes, I'd rather hold on till the life after.
Although thou hath all but shunned I
As of late, still I do not lie -
Thy essence wilt serve to occupy
My thoughts, fore'er until I die.
Every now and then I reminisce,
About the past and what I've missed -
I was naive to have missed the bliss,
Of giving you love and a... kiss?