When you love a mean woman it hurts down deep,
In the middle of the night when you find you can't sleep.
I remember those times we kissed in the park,
Covered by moonbeams and stars in the dark.
You told me you loved me and would never run away.
Though now, there's another with whom you play.
Somebody tell me what I’m doing wrong.
Somebody show me before I've waited too long.
Other women I've met, they remind me of you,
It makes me afraid of what they might do.
But life without love isn’t living at all.
Everyone needs someone who waits for their call.
poems by:Tom Zart
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