Is it a crime?

I keep looking for your face in parks to tell you I think I want to see you for the rest of my life.

But you don't realize it, you don't call to our number. You are letting it ring and go to voicemail.

I hope you, answer before the mailbox is filled, this is a short request.

Letting you go will hurt me, another careless whisper for you.

Let's take a risk together, girl.

Should know better.

Love is the answer.