Romance is love ;
though love can lead to heart break.
I wounder when i will find love for love isnt always eaisy to find.
I look at the brightest star to wish off.
i wounder why the ugly had slapped me in the face
i wounder if someone who has a pretty face would switch my place.
As offten as i think i just wish my dreams would come true
but then the reflection in the mirror tells me just to be you.
