Needing you I must say
Was it meant to be this way
The time is passing everyday
Each time I wake I look your way
The sun it rise upon your home
Where it sets your husband roams
Like the ice in early spring
Slowly melting on our dreams
Still in all I can not lie
I’m always hoping to see your eyes
The time will come we soon will meet
The tears will fall upon our feet
At this time we shall see
If our love was meant to be
Shall our Love not be true
Then this is the answer I give to you
Tears
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