This has happened before,
With you,
You've said these things
That I've held close to my heart,
A million other times,
To a million other girls
Under someone else's window,
In her side yard,
On back streets,
In back seats,
In dark rooms at parties
But this is about me
And it won't work out
Because I deserved better
I won't wait,
For you to change
Now I'm gone
Working a little,
Magic of my own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you do deserve better....