Could it be?

Maximum emotions
pumpin in my heart.
Is he really into me,
or is he just playing the part.
Holding me close through the night,
making me feel... oh so right.
Rubbing my curly black hair,
like my father used to do
when he was there.

Dark and chocolate,
just the way I like em',
Damn he looks so sweet,
how bad I wanna taste him.
Making me feel like I was really his,
and no one else was there.
Been hurt so many times before
to scared to be me
and share.

He could really be the one
but to bad I will miss out.
Cause no one else is gonna
get the chance to do what the
other one did... so bye bye
I'm out.
(whispering, as I tip toed out)