Whenever You're Not Around
Whenever We're Apart
It Feels Like
There's Somthing Missing From My Heart
Whenever I Think About You
I Kind Of Get Sad
And Everyone Starts To Ask,
' What's Wrong Are You Mad? '
People Don't Understand
I Can Take Care Of Myself
I'm Pretty Darn Sure
That I'm In Perfect Health
It's Just When I Think About You
I Look All Depressed
All My Organs Inside
Feel Like They're Compressed
To Me You Are My Life
My Love.
To Me You Are My Angel
God, Sent From Above
Nice poem LeeAnn, maybe needs a little work, possible title, Missing from my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
read about 5 of your pieces and this is my favorite. it flows so smooth. GREAT job