You tell me that I'm perfect,
And you love me as I am.
You say I've made you happy
Though I just can't comprehend.
You say I should accept it--
This miracle we share.
And you want to make me happy
To show how much you care.
Well, maybe it IS real for us,
And there's nothing I can do,
And maybe you're on target
As sweet words spill from you,
And maybe I'm so broken
From the life I had before
That I can't truly recognize
The dream I've of't prayed for.
Maybe I'm still waiting
For that Prince and his white steed,
But, Your Highness, as YOU beckon
My heart swells up with need.
Maybe I'm a fool again,
But, Sweet Prince, maybe not.
And maybe if we give our love
Everything--all we've got,
We'll both fulfill our dreams at last
We'll both of us find peace.
Maybe just by giving
We'll find that we recieve.
Jessica, I hope that all of your positive Maybe's come true... But if they don't, I think that "Maybe"... Some of your best work comes shining through when you are in whatever the emotional state of mind was that you were in when you wrote this!
I loved it!!
Peace and love ~~~~ Dougie ~~~