THE FUNNY THING ABOUT LOVE
NINE MONTHS PASSED BY WITH OUT A TEAR.NOW EVERY DAY THAT GOES BY I LIVE IN FEAR.
I TELL YOU I LOVE YOU I MISS YOU AND CARE.
AND IN RETURN I GET A SMILE AND STARE.
YOU TELL ME IN TIME TO JUST BE PATIENT.
BUT DAY BY DAY THIS PAIN IS GROWING.
MY FAITH IS BROKEN AND MY HEART IS TORN.
I WONDER HOW LONG BRFORE YOUR LOVE IS BORN.
I HOPE YOU SOON REALIZE I'M THERE.
CAUSE ONE MORE MONTH I CANNOT SPARE.
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