My cure
Lying there in my bed
I think of you
And feel your hand fall on top of my head
I wonder what to do
These thoughts won't go away
Trapping me in a prison
Was this all cliché?
Was our love fact or fiction?
I need you back
To have as mine
My mind's off track
I long for our hands to intertwine
Just once more
And I might make it
Time is the poison and your love is the cure
Me and you are a perfect fit
What else is there to say?
You have my heart
Day after Day
We shall never again part
You are my love
Of this I am sure
So delicate, just like a dove
Of all other things I can endure
As long as I have my cure
