When you left, You took a piece of me. I constantly find myself Down on bended knee.
I see you in my dreams Every night and day, I run to be in your loving arms But you slowly walk away.
Why do you do this? Why do you run? I'm afraid to think You're seeing someone.
I love you dearly, And I wish you could see, What in the world, You're doing to me.
User 10168067 · Mon Jan 21, 2008 @ 11:48pm · 0 Comments |