Your Love
Sitting here all alone with
thoughts on my mind and a sad
heart,
Wondering will you ever live
them gangster streets... and
come on home.
Fighting my sleep because its
you i see trying to find his way,
Crying with no one around
because they wither
be with their home boys. You
look at me with nothing to say
but i question myseft will he
ever come around to know that
my heart needs a friend you're
love is killing me and
bringing such pain if it's me you
love why don't you live your
past and start over in this
furture. Why can't you just let
me be that faith in you're soul
that passion on you're mind
that dream you need to live up
to that goal you need to
complete. But i'll just wait an
till
you're ready to be that man
you have to be, because your
love is not ready to love any
one not even me
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