though she's my type the one the always look so fine.. baby can't you just take another look at me? oh.. just right in my eyes the pictures flashes through my brains breaking nerves and vains, dis-functioning my heart and stop it in a minute i aint a playa who knows the game.. just another guy next door who you ignore..
beg god to open up your mind and clearly see who's next to that guy damm.. how i wish i replaced him who cuddle you everytime then with hugs and kisses and loves to share show that i really care..
it's not over anyway but i know that he's always there so i can't be your superman like how he do just live on as long as you're happy.. if you're happy.. that's good enough.. that's good enough...