Tomorrow Brings Sorrow
I promise him the moon, but who really cares?
Charlie for sure finds my words hard to forget.
He pouts and he pleads, while I pull my hair,
then the tears come ‘cause his mind is all set.
Charlie for sure finds my words hard to forget,
the times I fail to fulfill what I've said.
Then the tears come ‘cause his mind is all set.
Tomorrow brings sorrow, what goes through his head?
The times I fail to fulfill what I've said,
I’m careless and put my own longings first
Tomorrow brings sorrow, what goes through his head?
Charlie suffers neglect and feels accursed.
I’m careless and put my own longings first;
he pouts and he pleads, while I pull my hair.
Charlie suffers neglect and feels accursed;
I promise him the moon, but who really cares?
written May 24, 2017
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2017
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