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What is love, what is it to me
Maybe it's that stupid, hate i feel when she laughs with you
or maybe it's that sad, lonley feeling when she calls you over to her
or maybe it's the feeling everytime i see you walk away from everyone else

Maybe it's the laughter i have when you make a joke
or the tears i shead when you told me about the night with your dad
or the fears i faced when you beat up the guy who hit on me
i laughed a bit that day, you had been so mad

Maybe it's the happyness i felt when i hugged you
or maybe it's the breathless feeling when you held my hand at the fair
or maybe it's the dreams i have at night, and i awake with a jolt of fear
and on the way to school, you always know somethings' not right

And now that i think about it, that night
that one night we sat outside, alone at the beach by my house
you talked slowley, like you wanted me to take everything in
to remember every day from then

I remember how quiet you were
then how you took my hand slowley, as if time was slowing down
you looked at me with your soft blue eyes
and just stared at me

And now here we are
you are still staring at me, your blue eyes still soft
we had been here all night and it was getting late
and just as i sujested we leave, you leaned in and kissed me

Today I had felt jealous of the girl you sat with at school
but now, right here, i felt no such thing
my heart is skipping beats, and i felt time should stop
right now, i was so.....happy

Now, earlier i had asked myself what was love
I wondered if it was the memories i shared with you
all thoughs sweet things you's said
it's not the memories, it's right here, and right now

Love will always be my preasent feeling for you
though it has been the past, as i realize now
but all that matters to me right now
is the preasent feeling of love i have for you