The Way It Was Back Then
Happiness is so hard to find,
At last I thought it could be mine.
Now wondering what it is all about,
I scream against the voice of doubt.
How badly I wanted to believe,
You would never mean to decieve.
Yet others hurt you in the past,
Now you are not sure love can last.
If given enough time I can prove,
Away from you I would never move.
But without the chance to show I care,
You won't know with you no one does compare.
1/4/2002
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