The Gentle Lover
I'm the gentle lover,
I'm a real delight;
I play this game until it'll be over...
again I lead.
When I can't doubt you,
when I face each truth,
when I run into you;
when she hides from you...
when you look back.
Some things remain so unchanged,
their beat is slow,
if all emotions are not felt.
I'm the gentle, lover...
very lucky me;
don't ask for a thing,
when love is here.
I'm hooked on
this long fixation;
feeling strong inside...
not thinking of you.
I'm never
happy, or complete;
I state my saddest feelings,
I have to insist..
I think of myself,
I give for myself,
should I make believe
I'm so sincere?
You ought to know!
I'm the gentle lover,
selfish and untrue;
always looking sad...
when you refuse
to lead me on.
Holding close, sounds sweet;
hugs are great...
yes, with one one thought I'd go back!
I realize, I can't
be who I was then;
giving up chances...
making sacrifices,
dreaming of love;
seeing happy faces
that had more than you needed,
to be always loved...
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that had more than you needed,
to be always loved.
Entered in John's Heck Sondheim on Sondheim. The song, " Sorry- Grateful " from the
musical, Company.
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