Comments about Maurice Fields
I wanna be the pillow she holds close: just so I can be in her arms.
I wanna be the security system her fingers caress when she gets home: just so I can keep her safe.
I wanna be the flowers she gets on her doorstep: just so I can be appreciated.
I wanna be the umbrella she works like a model: just so I can protect her from the storms of life.
I wanna be the postman who delivers her mail: just so she'll think I'm dependable.
I wanna be the boy she cries about: just to know I mean something to her.
I wanna be the lie she tells to herself every morning when she says she's okay:...