It burned, but it's not all bad.       I burned my soup thinking about you 
Wondering when you'll call knock on the door and come through 
My emotions were up and down like a roller coaster 
As you watched for your amusement 
Remember when you first said I love you 
I should have never got used to it 
But my eyes lit up like downtown Manhattan 
We use to laugh for hours and cry on each other shoulders 
What happened? 
My soup is ruined now 
I have to throw away the pot too 
Now I have nothing to eat 
That's what I get for being a fool ,thinking about you 
Once again risking it all 
Forgetting why I walked away in the first place  with a frown 
Then catching myself quickly before I fall down 
Now my soup may be in the trash 
And my stomach may be  in pain 
But thank God I had that moment to reflect 
So I can never be with a person like you again  |