Lord Every Time I Feel Good Inside, And
Every Time I Feel That I Have Possability
Have Found The Man For Me... My Emotions
Get Torn Into Different Directions...
Lord Will There Be A Day That I Find That
Perfect Man For Me?
Will I Ever Truily Be Able To Actually Feel
Happiness Within - Without Confusion?
Lord What Is It About Me That I Can't Find
True Love... Or A Man To Call My Own?
Why Is It That I Must Be Alone?
Being Alone Hurts Inside...
My Whole Life I Just Wanted To Feel True Love,
And To Give It Back.
My Whole Life I Sit And Wait And Yet Still
Nothing...
False Hopes And Dreams...
False Promises...
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