As you see it, Im still the same old me
Lifeless bodies surround the place Ill be
Everyone is changing and its not for the best
Well all end up someday like the rest
Our minds are thinking things never thought of
Should I do this, am I in love, is there even a god above?
Questions surround us like the air we breathe
No need for me to wonder, Ill just wait and see.
I have a question and you cant say the solution
I need to find out for myself, to find a resolution
Is love, love? Can it be explained? Does it even exist?
Why are people so caught up with it, why cant they resist?
Is love shown through actions, or is it just a statement?
Do we need to say it, is there a replacement?
As you can tell, Ive never had real adorations
Ive only had many false supplications.
Is there a right age for finding the love of your life,
To find the man of your dreams or your maybe wife?
Personally I think I will wait
Ive never even had a real date.
I can find love but in all the wrong places
I want love of one kind that skips a heartbeat and races
There is no rush for the answer of what is love
So Ill just keep asking what its made of.