Do You
Do you hate me are love me
But, I heard it through the
Grapevine..
But the wine is multiplying
We always sing at the end of
A rainbow,
But what about the middle of
The rainbow,
Where the tears dry and turn
The golden dust..
But do you love me are hate
Me,
Will you please pass me a Kleenex
To wipe the dust running down
My face..
Did you drink your fill of wine
I heard through the grapevine
While the wine was multiplying
You etched my soul with emptiness,
Are, did you bless my heart and soul?
Do you love me?
Do you hate me?
You know I did hear it through the
Grapevine..
Copyright © Carolyn Sears | Year Posted 2007
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