How can love so Zoë tic just up and die?
How can I forget you and me? Believe me I try
Lord only knows why
But the more I cry
Since you’ve been gone
I no longer write love poems or listen to love songs
Our song is no longer LETS GET IT ON
WHERE DID WE GO WRONGâ¿ is our song
Where did we go wrong and what was our song
MOTOWN DONE ME WRONG
I’m trying so hard to hold onto the memory of you
But you have to grab on to something too
A memory just won’t do I need you and me
Just us two
All I can do is think of you and me
Together how we use to be, do you remember me?
Because I do remember you
how do I get back to you?
I know that it takes two
How do I bring one back to two
This math is new
I don’t care what they say
My love for you just won’t go away
No one can take my place?
Give me a chance to plead my case
Don’t slam the door in my face
If I see you with someone else
I would not know how to contain myself
Who shot the white dove now stained with blood?
Who killed our love? Stupid cupid missed again
who made the angels cry and took the sun out the sky?
I cannot let another tear vacate my eyes
There is no rain in my sky just dark clouds hovering by
If I cannot live without you then I must die
Or like in Othello you must die too
Love was not made to escape our grasp
Love was made to last
I pray I quickly change my mind
Allowing passion to be my crime
In order to leave this painful thought behind
I gave you my heart from the start
You gave it back t in cardiac arrest
What is this pain in my chest did I not digest?
My heart is in pieces where is the rest?
It is no use to me any longer
Ill bandage it up until it gets stronger
In tattered rags I dress
Non-attentive and depressed
I was told that love never dies
Its time for you to fly away from my heart and mind
I need time for me to find my place back in line
Dysfunctional love is a waste of time
A sick twisted twine a dead rose without a vine
Strawberry Boones Farm wine with no taste
Like dry whiskey with no chase
Like wind with no breeze
Just let go and breathe
One day it won’t hurt so bad or make me feel sad
Beat up myself up or kick myself in the ass
When I remember you and me
A thing of the past
It’s just that, a memory
I’ll never fall in love again or dive in
I’ll just test the water and wet my skin
In memory of a love born deep within