Believe, When I say…

Every afternoon I make a phone call

Listen to the voice that warms my heart

I drag myself through a few more hours

Then head on home to try and beat the dark

Her smile will be right there

when I step through that door

And it will be that way tomorrow,

just like everyday before

It's ordinary plain and simple

Typical, this everyday love

Same ol', same ol' keeping it new

Emotional, so familiar

Nothing about it too peculiar

Oh, but I can't get enough

Of this everyday love

What qualities should love possess to know that it is true and long lasting? This is a debatable subject, but I doubt anyone would argue this simple truth:

You know its love when:

• You are completely comfortable singing with each other,
  
• You are completely comfortable singing Backstreet Boys “I Want It That Way” with each other (and sounding pretty good I might add),
  
• You take turns on solo parts to let the other person have their fun,
  
• And most importantly: There is silence at the climax of the song when one of the guys sings really loud “Don’t Wanna Hear You Say…” because each of you were letting the other person have it.