Monday, August 2, 2010

feel so touchhhh

Early in the morning I put breakfast at your table
and I make sure that your coffee has it's suger and cream
Your eggs are over easy and you toast is lighty
All that's missing is your morning kiss that used to greet me
Now you say the juice is sour, it used to be so sweet,
And I can't help but to wonder if you're talking about me
We don't talk the way we used to talk, it's hurting so deep
I've got my pride, I will not cry But it's making me weak
I'm not your super woman
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down and think that eveything's ok
Boy, I am only human
This girl needs more than occasional heart as a token of love from you to me

I find my way through the rush hour, try to make it home just for you
I want to make sure that your dinner will be waiting for you
But when you get there, you just t

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