by Brian Bishop

Created on: April 26, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

If there's one thing I've learned,
In this cold lonely world,
It's that love don't come easy,
It has to be earned.
If I could just stop my mind,
from wandering away,
from the family I've lost,
and the folks left behind.
I'm sorry for all the things,
I did not say or do,
but mostly I'm sorry,
for lying to you.
I'm sorry, so sorry,
for the things that I've done.
I've thrown you away,
sent your love on the run.
Now I'm here all alone,
and I can't find myself.
Living life here without you,
is a living hell.
It's a living hell.

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