Hours Pass By
I think of u in my arms
and what it would be like 2 make love
I think of u raising my SEED
and what they’d be made of
I think of how alone I was
before u came 2 be
I think of the joy I felt
when u said u thought of me
I?m proud 2 be the heart u
choose 2 make a friend
hours pass by and cupid cries
until we meet again
