Saturday 14 July 2007

You have a wife...somebody is doing all what I dreamt of or intended to be a part of.....miss you too much..hope she loves and takes care of you

You’ll never be mine again
guess I’ve known it since
don’t know whenI’ve just been pretending I know
I can’t win
Let me hold you just one more time and pretend that your world is mine
We’ll whisper goodbye and then you’ll never be mine again
Someone else will know the thrill of holding you
And sharing all those little things we used to do
So give me your sweetest smile and let me just dream a while
Then my world will come to an end you’ll never be mine again
Someone else will know...

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