Crazy
 
People say I am crazy.
I can not see reality,
How can I fall for you?
They say we are not meant to be.
they call me crazy.

If loving you is madness,
Then let me go insane.
Sweet insanity take over me,
fill me with intensity,
and call me crazy.

Burn me in the flames of this fire,
for you are the only one that provokes my desire.
I can not live without you anymore,
this is what I was born for,
to kiss you and hold you in my embrace,
Yes I am crazy to see you face to face.

Everyday and every night living in infatuation,
for me there is no salvation.
I am lost in your eyes for evermore,
I do not even remember who I was before.
My heart beats fast, my mind is hazy,
Who cares if they call me Crazy.

I hear the murmurs near and far.
She is acting so bizarre,
lost her mind,
must be blind,
But people live in the contents of envy,
and they call true love Crazy.

By Noor Alimah

© 2007 Noor Alimah (All rights reserved)

 

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