I look at you with heart and soul, and find myself hurt and tired
She looks to me and sees a man, that makes her smile inside.
I look to you and see lost love, that can never be regotten.
She looks to me and wishes she, will never be forgotten.
I look to you through these days, and see only tears.
She looks at me and sees her dreams, and maybe happy years.
I look to you and wonder why, after all this time.
She looks at me and wonders why, she can not be mine.
I smile at you, but you never see, why is it this way?
I look at her and smile and think, maybe another day....














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