If my life were a book,
I wouldn't read.
I would wait and see
for the name that gives my stomach insects.
Flying up and out to kiss your check.
Oh my love,how do I feel for you?
I wish I could tell you...
but I don't know myself.
If my life were a book,
I wouldn't read.
You are my love ,but I don't see us in my
magic mirror.
but when I look in, you aren't holding my hand.
If my life were a book,
I wouldn't read.
I wouldn't understand even if I read my life
on the black and white
pages...for all I have is a confused heart.
A fairytale story is nothing for stubborn.
The magic mirror chatters,
as my heart grows stronger.
I'll wait on...