Is it really love,
or is it just a passing feeling?

It's the way you make me feel,
so warm with joy and laughter
or could it be the happiness
from moments spent together.

The lasting bliss, the kiss I miss,
The sweetest thoughts without a touch
The heart that hurts and bears a scar
thinking how far away you are.

You’re on my mind most of the day
And at night I go to bed and pray
An angel soft and gentle as you
Would make my sweetest dreams come true.

Into your soft and beautiful eyes
As we both travel to the skies
And mingle with the stars above
Im Convinced it must be real love.

For Christy From Tom

Oct. 2nd.. 2004