Hope

Hey woman I know that you never were mine.

Hey Lady , It’s really going to take a lot of time.

Theres wandering in those winsome eyes.

You’re not too old for a fortunate  surprise.

Heres to that feeling that things come back around.

Yeah sometimes things come back to be found.

Lets hope on that day we both realize. Let’s pray to 

the God who we both criticize.

Maybe that time it will finally turn out right.

This patience is burning up all my might .

Lets just hope it comes out all right.

We’re too old and it’s a silly little fight.

For once in our existence let it just be right.

 

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