Once again, it's that time of year...
The one that preys on everyone's fear...
The fear of being alone is the one that wins
But if you hold too tight it could mean it's end...
The way people entwine is truly a farce...
Where greed is rampant, and love is sparse...
But it's February 14, and I'm all alone...
So I just sit in my world, getting stoned...
On a day of love and feeling..
I'm staggering and reeling...
I don't want to blame anyone, but you...
But all this, you already knew...
and I don't know why I'm feeling blue...
I guess, maybe I just miss you...
But the day after the cupid's holiday...
Waking up feeling in a bad way...
But the memory will fade from my mind...
But that's from loving your kind...

02/14/1994

Posted on 12/16/2003
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