My tortured soul

by Liam   May 10, 2005


My sweet sweet girl
In a sweet sweet world
The love the feeling
Has lost all meaning
Your fading health
Your growing wealth
Your growing old
My tortured soul
Please my baby do not cry
Take a look around and breathe a deep sigh
Your touch your feel
My love is sealed
I know in my heart your the one
Grow old together and a have a son
My love for you grows and grows
Beyond all minds and noone knows
But your fading health
Your growing wealth
Your growing old
My tortured soul

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