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by Linda Sharpe Nov 24, 2003 category : Love, romance / desired love
I wonder why you do the things you do You give me little attention Sometimes I feel like a fool I wonder why you look at them the way you do Your eyes filled so much lust I see it every time I walk with you I wonder why I feel the way I do You've been with many; I've been with few And silly me, I thought I could change you I wonder why you touch me the way you do Your touch makes me feel like you really care But when I call, you are never there I wonder why you kiss me the way you do In private it's so passionate In public I might get one out of the blew I wonder why I am interested in you Knowing I will never hear you say I love you