devil worshiper is what you call me
not only i can question you motive
for there is none
only you question what i believe
i do not question how to live
you do not want to know after all is done
if you got to know
would you know the truth
would you still make me feel so low
we will never know
i know you are not the enemy
maybe if you see what i see
you would not think it is so bad to be a heathen
you could see the beauty inside of me
i wish you could just see that
then a beautiful friendship there would be
only if you could look though the eyes of a black cat
please do not call me what i am not
just think of me as a friend
i think of you as the same
all your fears are just pretend
do not give into to the game
if you give into your doubts of me
it would be such a shame
i belive that my baby is a very talanted writer and she really finds a way of expressing what she is feeling on the inside. i know that i have probable caused her to write a few of these about our relationship, but i hope that this isn't one of them cause you see, i dont want to hold her back i want her to be as free as she can be, but at the same time i get worried that if she goes to far with it, that she wont be able to find her way back to me. and losing her would surely kill me. so baby fly, fly as high as the sky, just dont forget how to get home, cause i love you, and need you, and want to build our future together. dont ever feel that i am holding you back, all i really am doing is lifting you up, for the world to see.
how did i ever get so lucky?