Love and Inclination
Everything I do is a nag, a drag
Something you wish
I never said
Now I lie here,
Crazy with it all stuck
In my head
What was spoken
Again and again, was necessary
And if you hate me now
Maybe you will love me in the next life
We're too busy, we're too busy
Between us we're too busy
Times twice
But if there was ever a moment
We could steal to reconcile, I may
Be open to consider
All things bitter, all things sweet
To end with uttering the words
We dare not speak
"I'm sorry"
If so I hope we mean them truly
No more fooling around
With time we cannot make for us
Life is passing us by and by
And to my love I ask,
How do you reply?
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