I Woke To See The Lovely Morning
Without a Trace Of Your Face
You Left Without a Word
For Me To Remember
I Thought And Thought
I Search And Found Non
I Think I Thought About You
I Have Not Forgotten
The Look On Your Face
You May Think I Dont Care
But Its Not So
Twice a Decade
My Life Has being Like
A Swinging Pendullum
Just Because Of You
Am Waiting For The Day
You Will Come Around
Smiling Like The Sun
Under The Love Tree
Where We Built Our
Love Nest To Stay Forever
It Takes Two To Tangle
Yet I Waited For You
But Whenever I Set
My Eyes On You Again
I Will Hide In Crocus
And Use My Last Moola To Get You a Daisy
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