Tekster:
Lynne Shelby Epic Recordings

I tell myself his mem'ry doesn't hold me But there's a picture of the man I say I'm over By my bed, face down my bed I'm so glad that broken heart's

I can see it your eyes And it's written in your face Love's taken its toll on you And left a bitter taste You're tired and you're lonely You're beaten

Here's your invitation For your consideration Nothins' easy We'll go slow And I'll never ask for anything more Than you can give me in return We'll never

I've played around Love was a clown to me Broke all the rules That only fools believed Oh, never too close I kept my head And I said, I'd never fall

Like a child lost in the wilderness I knew not where to go Surrounded by the emptiness Of a love that left me cold I stumbled through the darkness Of

I'm confessing that I love you Tell me do you love me too? I'm confessing that I need you Honest I do, I need you every moment In your eyes I read such