Dear Linda
(Carus Thompson)
You have pulled you down here again, its not for real
I’m too low to see you’re only giving me what I need
Its only me and my foolish pride that make you cry for me
And I cant stand the way that I make you pay
For what is not wrong
Now you are gone and you are free to maybe dream of me
And to love yourself don’t think about anything else
Just see your own beauty
And Im a lowly, lonely jealous type that’s why I cried at you
But I really, really love you dearly, I clearly see
While you’re gone I wont stray I know you’ll be back here someday
And while we’re apart I’ll never regret and your beautiful ways
I’ll never forget
You have pulled me down here again so I play for you
I miss you so much I’m missed you touch im needing your loving beauty
But in our minds we touch all the time, your hand warm in mine
When we sleep at night our bodies set flight
And make love in the sky
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