Something about her voice, pure,
her words are my cure
Her style is right in my face, precise,
no time for this pace
I take my time, review every word,
she has the vision to see the whole world
Yet I know,
Yet I feel,
she needs more,
than I am able deal.
Will she stay,
Will she be here,
Will she remember how I feel,
Cause it aint about love,
but circumstance
All that I hope is for a chance
When she speaks, I smile,
when she breaths, my mind wild
Cant really describe the pleasure I feel,
something unique,
something so real
Its like I known her all of my days,
only been a week,
my mind a daze.
Yet I know,
Yet I feel,
what she needs I cannot fulfil.
Will she stay,
Will she be here,
Will she remember how I feel,
Cause it aint about love,
but circumstance
All that I hope is for a chance
Heard her sigh, the 100th time,
and I am the source, no lie
My words don’t match my action,
I’m being selfish, for self gratification
That Queen upon Her Thrown,
That Queen been holding down shit alone.
Yet I know,
Yet I feel,
if I can’t contribute it’s a done deal.
Will she stay,
Will she be here,
Will she remember how I feel,
Cause it aint about love,
but circumstance
All that I hope is for a chance
She said she’ll stay, but I wonder,
cause her potential, like thunder
What type of fool would I be,
to build road blocks to keep her with me.
At some point,
just one day,
she would wake up without me and won’t be lonely
Yet I know,
Yet I feel,
our interconnection makes life so real.
Will she stay,
Will she be here,
Will she remember how I feel,
Cause it aint about love,
but circumstance
All that I hope is for a chance
Sy Bryant 