I thought I found, the one meant for me.
Who knew what we would feel, or what we would see?
The touch of her skin, and the smile that she shows.
As I whisper in her ear and tell her that she glows.
I look in her eyes, then I feel that I'm lost.
I gave all my heart, who knew what it would cause?

I still have my hopes, and all of my dreams.
But nothing ever works, the way that it seems.
I tell myself, every day that goes by.
Tell myself it'll work, just give it a try.
It is said all the time, but rarely is it heard.
Love is just another, four letter word.