A jealous tinge every time I see you there
With your face all sweaty and messed up hair.
For I know that our time is gone
but seeing you there with him on this August's dawn.
Knowing that you are a woman in need of touch
and you can learn to need something oh so much.
I still get ill tempered when I think of him in you
and it drives me to think of what I should do.
Should I win you back in the name of my heart
or is this something I should give up at the start?
Is there a life among us to help us along
or should be all just sit around and sing a sad song..

04/11/1998

Posted on 12/16/2003
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