http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hn107hJpP1Y
(Chorus x3)
Lips are the clouds, her smile's sun
I dream to touch the sky, find love while I'm young
(Verse)
I had a girl with a halo, she hid her horns from me
Definition of whore-able, while I'm defining ornery
I find it hard to see, why you'd get with a chick
Then hit it and split, that really isn't mentally fit
You're clinically sick, and the core of you rots
Cupid's army's not yet waged a war on your heart
They'll tear it apart, they'll leave you with nothing
Is it the fear of this that makes you feel meek and disgusting
Sleepin' with hussies, it don't feel right in the morn'
Never to find a soul mate that turns your nights into dawn
I'd rather mourn a loss knowing she slipped away
Than bear a cross, and keep emotions up in a cage
Lemme demonstrate, I've wrote a poem for a girl
Read it, looked in her eyes told her "you are my world"
You've only lured, with that shaky love, something to mac
From the club to the sack, now ya bummin' a cab (Isn't it sad)
(Chorus x3)
Lips are the clouds, her smile's sun
I dream to touch the sky, find love while I'm young