Living the married life...
Is that you on the couch,
baby you're my wife...
I moved in your house_
Now is that right. Tell me am I wrong? ,
Because your heart is my home_
And I might have messed up...
And left it a mess,
Now its my broken home...
Inside your chest_
Like in a game of chess...
I just wanna be your king,
because even prince charming...
Don't wanna respect you As a queen/
Baby You're not my princess.
You're my angel. So pure,
So be sure, not to be.. Insecure,
Because she made us sick... To the core,
but Love and Trust is the cure/_
if we lost it. Let's find, another reason...
All these girls around like demons,
Don't mean a thing at all, baby no meaning... because all I see is you. In my vision_
What u think u know_ isn't true,
If there's a girl I fantasize about.. It is you,
So What's new? _
I felt how you felt,
Now let me offer help,
Because we can't be by ourselves,
You're my health,
I'll be dead. Instead of being.
Alive with someone else_
Its the law, but Is this a dream? ,
Nothing should come in between...
me and you, if we've been...
Hurt._
The pain is over for good,
Be at rest. But don't say its over for good_
I'll make it better...
I'll be better...
But never better off,
And since I met you...
I have the world...
...to be jealous of_
Because when they see you... I don't,
Baby cheat on you? No I wont_ /
So u know... this poem is not to sing,
We've got a thing,
I'll be buried before I get married.
But I'm wearing your ring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem