I am an ordinary woman
I do have sore wounds because of love
I do feel cold, I do feel lonely
Tears painted fall upon my face
Sometimes I am as tough as a rock
Sometimes I am as strong as the ocean
But sometimes my weak fragile wild languish
But its worth,
Its worth,
When I am an ordinary woman,
but I was an in-ordinary in one heart,
Its worth,
When I do have sore wounds that was treated and mended,
Its worth ,
When tears painted fall upon my face was colored with joy,
Its worth,
To be weak and fragile when someone stand strong by your side,
and say Love You Forever My Sweetheart, Always....
Its worth for the one I called my Heartthrob
my Sunshine, my Better Half....