History

by michelle   May 11, 2008


I look up
To heaven above
I feel you smile
I see your love

I open my heart
Here in this place
I cry for your love
Lost in my grace

I justify what I did
To you up on high
I didn’t mean to ignore you
I begin, and sigh

I was jealous of your looks
Your talents amazed me
I felt overwhelmed
Please forgive me baby!

I will never hurt you again
You are safe from me
Up on high, sadly
We are history

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