by Moeze Lalji

Created on: April 10, 2008   Last Updated: June 30, 2011

Regret I have over the way you pushed my love
The bed was right
Yet I was pushed onto the floor
You said my face was wrong for your love

That night my heart was torn and ripped
By a love so cruel to me
In my tender emotions     In my tender feelings

So I took my shoes and left
So I took my bare feet and walked for miles
Crying out the roads of rain in my soul
Crying out the roads of rain in my God

Regret I have you never called me for a sorry
Regret I have I am not a wise man of love and life

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