Pardon me if I'm sentimental
when we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me should I cry
When you're gone
yet I'll dream a little dream as years go by
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love and now you say that we're through
I'm a fool but I'll love you dear until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool...
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
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