Words
Some people cry and some people die,
try the wicked ways of love
But I just keep blundering on,
by the grace of what love once was.
Every since the very first
I fell in love with you
In my heart you are the one
By"God" I know it's true
Then why my dear,does it take so long
for me to hear from you?
What occupies your time so much
To keep thoughts of me from you?
I don't know if all that's true
but I can tell you this...
Each passing day I don't hear from you
Just brings deeper lonliness.
My heart would break, yes it could
No, I can't let that be.
But your sweet words can "restore the faith"
in this love between you and me...
So write me soon my sweet love,
or consequences there will be
A broken heart I'll surely have
attributed all to thee.
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