I’VE GOT TO MAKE IT WORK.         3-2-12-2.

I’m not standing on solid ground

I’m sinking fast

I don’t know what it is I’ve found

And will it last.

Was it her smile

Was it her moving

The way we both talked

What is she doing?

I don’t know if it’s good or bad

She holds my heart

All i know is it wasn’t planned

This falling apart.

Was it her hair

Or how her eyes held me

The way she lit up

It’s a total mystery.

They say there’s only one chance you get

And you’ve got to take it

They say it’s easy being left with regret

You have to take it

I’ve got to take it

I’ve got to make it work

I’ve got to take it

This has to be my start.

I’m not standing on solid ground

I’m sinking deep

And her voice is the sweetest sound

An angel asleep.

Was it her smile

Was it her moving

The way we both talked

What is she doing?