I sit on my bed,
Dreaming in my head,
I think of you,
And then I said:
"This is more than pain..."
Now what am I to do?
I can't stop thinking about you!
I finally get up and grab the phone,
You answer, I am so glad that you are home.
Now hold on, hold on,
I don't know what to say,
There is more to do than talk to you,
But I must tell you a secret...
I like you.
By: Harpizonic (Jamie)