Mending

by Marie   Oct 20, 2003


Waiting for a year to come around
I knew t you I was bound

A year and I would give you all
But after eight monght we did fall

Ad I thought my life would end
I decided my heart to mend

To mend a heart is hard to do
When a hald still belongs to you

While I sit here with a needle and thread
I wonder whats running through you head

What the use in being here
When you are no where near?

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  • 20 years ago

    by Jeff Hollers

    Is this how you feel even today.
    If we do than I will hold you to stay.
    But It seems you drift farther Away.
    Ok I will stop rymin' Now
    I still wish you were here in my Life

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