Phone (I)

by Ann Lane   Nov 10, 2005


Ever felt hert like you can't hold on
Thought you had a tight grip
Can't hold on much long
The grip is starting to slip
Answer the phone
I know that your home
I want to get you alone
So I can get you to know
That I want us to be together
Like this Forever
I love you so much
Your soft gentle touch
I love to look in your eyes
But as I sadly know your your telling me lies
I fell for you
You fell for her
I hope you know i knew
I saw the way you looked at her
I tried to hide it act like it wasn't there
But it was it sat at my heart and tear
I hope some one teaches you a lesson so you know you have been taught
You broke my heart

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