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Created on: May 05, 2009
JUST AN OLD FOOL
I may be just an old fool, but I know your soul has to be free
I know you can't be just for me
I know that getting close to anyone is not your goal in life
I know you'll probably never again be a man's wife
I think I know you as well as anyone can do
but I don't think anyone will ever know the real you
I don't think you want to face how you feel
you hide within the game, so you don't have to face what's real
I don't need a long commitment, it doesn't have to be just you and me
I do want a long term lover that will be there for me to see
You say that we can be friends and that's as far as it can go
I say I want to be your main lover, and you say no, no, no
To say the word love is strictly against the rules
to even think of it, I would be such a fool
There's nothing worse than an old fool, so that's a place I won't go
sometimes I do have these feelings, but that's something you can never know
You say you have no problem playing with friends
but this is something that someday you may resend
The reality is that someday the playing may end
when that day comes, I hope we can still be friends
There's a big difference in our age and I knew that from the start
but age can't dictate what's in the heart
I'm afraid that if you know how I feel it would drive you away
that's why I will stay silent, so you will stay
To know you like no other, even if just for awhile
to spend my days looking at your sweet smile
to know what you're thinking would be so cool
but don't listen to me, it's just the ramblings of an old fool
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