New Things Coming.

Your love is proud to be seen with me. 

It’s not concerned with vanity.

When you speak there’s no flattery;

Finally, a love with no deceit. 

Yeah, you wear me proudly.

Your love’s not insecure,

Searching for the door.

You hang on every word I say,

Not one slips from your memory.

Finally, a love that knows me and stays.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s