Secret Love
Secret Love By Mark Tarver I can only dream of being seen Just the way I would want it to be But instead I come across as A desperate lovesick puppy I can’t seem to focus On my original goal You blind me with your beauty Like red in front of a bull And I know you don’t see the same way Which is why I can’t tell you who made This, but I can help you every time you say So, just say the word So, I don’t want to stall Or make this unnecessary long So I shall leave you Until next time I see you again