Tuesday, February 1
@9:04 PM
You knows when I'm lonesome...
You cries when I'm sad...
You're up in the good times...
You're down in the bad...
Whenever I'm discouraged...
You knows just what to do...
But girl, she doesn't know about you...
I can tell you my troubles...
You makes them all seem right...
I can make up excuses...
Not to hold her at night...
We can talk of tomorrow...
I'll tell you things that I want to do...
But girl, I cannot tell her about you...
How can I tell her about you?
Girl, please tell me what to do...
Everything seems right whenever I'm with you...
So girl, won't you tell me...
How to tell her about you?
How can I tell her I don't miss you?
Whenever I'm away...
How can I say it's you I think of?
Every single night and day...
But when is it easy telling someone we're thru...
Ahhh girl, help me tell her about you...
I'm Sorry Girl...
Not something I want..
But I'm left with no choice.
