Sweet Song Of Love

Oh there’s a song on the edge of my mind.  I used to know every line.  I used to hear it when I was a child and it felt just like falling in love.  I’d love to hear it again.  I still, remember when, I played the tape over again and again and I played it until the tape broke.  

I hardly remember just how it went, after the hours and hours that I spent, alone in my room, just listening to it.  Just to feel, what it felt to feel loved. I’d love to hear it again.  I still, remember when, I played the tape over again and again and I played it until the tape broke. 

Do you remember the song that I wrote?  I carefully choose every note.  I wanted to make you feel, just what I did.  I just wanted for you to feel love.  I’d love to hear it again.  I still, remember when, my heart on a tape, did you listen to it and play it until it was broke? 

I tried to remember the way that it went?  Song on that tape but I forget.  And I tried to rewrite it again and again, to heal anyone’s heart that was broke.  I’d love to hear it again.  I’d love, if I could share it.  Now it’s so far away on a whispering wind, in remembrance, to what once was love. 

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