When dreams come to die.

Maybe I didn’t love you quite as often as I could have,
Maybe I didn’t treat you quite as good as I should have.
If I made you feel second best boy, I’m sorry.
I was blind…

Maybe I didn’t hold you all those lonely times
And I guess I never told you I’m so happy that you’re mine.

Little things I should have said and done, I just never took the time

Tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died, and give me one more chance to keep you satisfied.


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