Page 13 of The Price of Fame

Getting up as the direction of her thoughts had started to scare her, she put the necklace back in its box and decided to explore the house some more. Kylie crept around the house until she came to stairs at the end of the hall. Following them, they opened into a family room that held musical instruments—guitars, drums, piano, and keyboard. Pencils and notebooks sprawled across the coffee table.

Kylie carefully maneuvered herself around the instruments and sat on the sofa, telling herself she was wrong and she shouldn’t snoop. She should wait for him to tell her about it, but a million scenarios ran through her head like what if he was some big-time music producer, sound engineer, or a famous singer. Kylie might have been young, but she ran through all the bands she knew, all the artists on the charts, but she couldn’t remember Markus’ face. His face was hard to forget.

Taking deep breaths, she told herself not to freak out. She picked up the top book and started to read.

First verse

I believe I have found my only

In a dark time in my life.

When I needed love, and I had given up

Love struck me in the head.

I looked to see the woman of my dreams run from me.

She ran with my heart and I feared I would never see what was lost

But then I found and she again ran from me.

This time I will capture her.

This time you will see

There is nothing to run from.

I will make you see you’re all there is for me

Chorus

When I see her, she is all there is to me.

When I touch her, I feel alive.

I would give my all just to have her for one night.

She is my world, my one and only delight.

Second verse

Can I catch her?

Can I keep her?

Will she let me be her one?

I will give up whatever if she will let me be the man she wakes up to every morning.

I have given my heart and I hope she keeps it safe.

Will she keep it?

Will she hold it?

Can I hold onto her tight?

As

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