I wonder...

by Linda Sharpe   Nov 24, 2003


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

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