The outskirts

Sitting on the outskirts of an old abandoned town.


Listening to something maybe whispers in the clouds.


I think of you my lady only three words come to mind.


I miss you.




Sitting all alone not another soul around.


Looking in the distance to show life what I have found.


Still thinking about my lady and only three words come to mind.


I love you.




Youre voice fills my ears as I listen to you talk.


I begin to feel complete this better never ever stop.


Still thinking about my lady only three words come to mind.


Shes all mine.




I see you walking towards me like an angel in disguise.


I feel my heart erupt with with those special butterflies.


Still thinking about my lady,


Thinking about my lady,


It's all about my lady,


As 9 words come to mind


I miss you, I love you, Shes all mine.