Robert Isaacs Chiwala

The Other Person: I Always Thought To

I always thought to

Find an amazing person

I always hope to

Have a cheerful person

That fearful person

I mean a respected person

That can be a trusted person

 

Even though we can fight

Really a hard fight

With little sobs sobs

Then little kisses kisses

Forgiveness open ways

To more kisses kisses

Adding more days to our love life

 

This life could be sweet

Ah like sour sweet

That\'s how true love should be

That never lies

Just to impress

Poor impression

To hide the true motives

 

Poor impression

Can set you on high

And leave you hanging

True tide comes hard

It makes you loose

And let you fall -such a great fall

Only to hurt and break -oh a broken heart

 

Every day I dream -like

We are fighting

We are laughing

Sometimes happily crying

Laughing in tears -such a burnt anger

Little soothing -smoothing

Comforted -sighing -so appeasing