sometimes i wonder why i'm here
sometimes i don't know what to do
sometimes i wonder why i stay,
and then i think of you
sometimes, when its dark,
sometimes when its cold,
all i need is a hand,
all i need is yours to hold.
sometimes i'm down
and you're the only thing that picks me up.
sometimes? its always
and that's why i never give up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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