That's what I titled the cd I gave her..
She calls it her new soundtrack..
The new rhythm of her heart..

Does she know how she makes me feel?
Does HE know how he makes me feel?
Her kiss..
His kiss..
Their love..
Does he love me?
Can he ever?
Is there a future for all of us?
Is it possible?

The marks they leave..
I feel them days after they're made..
I never want them to go away..
I'm afraid to close my eyes around them..
Afraid they'll disappear..
Afraid I'll be alone again..
Without them near..

Every second without them is days too long..
Her kiss holds the passion of the world..
His kiss holds the need I've always felt..

I wish they knew how they make me feel..
Every time she looks me in the eye, my knees go weak and my heart starts to fly..
Every time he touches me, my hands tremble and my brain goes wild..

I love them both..
She holds my heart..
She always will..