Page Thirty Seven
Here I am just me and my thoughts, it's time like this it's
you I always find myself thinking of, there's not enough
time in a day for us to spend together so I just pray I
make it to see the next. Everything about you seems so
right how could I ever go left, till death do us part Yeah
that'll be a blessing and you're the only one for me so
when I look at you there's no such thing to me as sloppy
seconds, a week without you makes me weak, once you
find the one you been awaiting to be with you no longer
wanna go fishing for anyone else because it might make
you sea sick so I guess what I'm really trying to say is....I
Miss You
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