"I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me. Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still get weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you."
*I knew it, it was destiny, the instant we started to talk. But my heart forgot to beat, when you asked to go for a walk. My hands began to sweat, when we stopped under that tree. My heart tried to escape, beating wildly, trying to fly free. Then you turned towards me, your eyes, looking into my eyes. Eyes, oh your eyes, so deep, put my fears to sleep. The noises faded, people vanished, every other thought in my mind banished. The day my dream came true, the moment I Kissed You.
*People say that I am a fool, loving someone who doesn't love me. I know he may never be mine, but who will tell this to my heart? One day he may understand my love, I dream of such a day too. He says we can always be friends but can we be friends forever? Someday he will be with someone, then I'll just be a fading memory. Maybe I should forget him and move on, why is this little step so painful, so impossible? I still hope against all hope, he will become mine, one day SOON.
Somewhere Other Than The Night
*He could see the storm clouds rollin' across the hill he barely beat the rain in from the field. And between the backdoor slammin' she heard him say "Dern this rain and dern this wasted day" but she'd been waitin' for this day for oh so long. She was standin' in the kitchen with nothin' but her apron on and in disbelief he stood and he stared a while when their eyes met, they both began to smile. Somewhere other than the night she needs to hear I love you, Somewhere other than the night, she needs to know you care. She wanted to know she's needed she needs to be held tight. Somewhere other than the night. They spent the day wrapped up in a blanket on the front porch swing. He'd come to realize he'd neglected certain things and there are times she feels alone even by his side. It was the first time she ever saw him cry. To know she's needed, she needs to be held tight. Somewhere other than the night.
--Garth Brooks Song