‘Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come. ~Lord Byron
What ever you need to do don’t let her go.
If there is a way, only you can know.
Alone on a night when it feels like forever,
You can forget all the bullshit, stop being so clever.
And tell her you love her, that you were wrong.
You gotta be hurting to be writing this song.
If she means that much why let it go?
There’s no need to front or put up a show.
Cuz love has no pride, it humbles the soul,
Can you risk that without her, you may never be whole?
Copyright ©2007 Veronica Romm