1 I think of you beside me I dont know what to do I'm frighten to lose you How do I pull through I've never had this fear before Or not for some few years Why should you make me feel like this Your eyes make mine like dew I've always felt fine No I dont know what to do Please bring me some more wine I could never live with you You deserve the best But I'd love to see you well In a wedding dress With that happy bell These thoughts are wrong I have no right to you All I produce is stress Yet you are a women too I dont wish to love you I just dont understand How I could feel so much From the way you stand I only wish you should have the best And perhaps in my time You would come to feel for me Like a Dad on overtime.
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1. Dave Page (davepage@dail.pipex.com) on Wednesday, December 03, 1997, 18:26:42.
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