by Noelle Fauvelle
The roses you sent were beautifulThe gifts, as usual devine,The lonely nights spent waitingDreaming of the day you'd be mine.The times you said you loved meBut more time was needed to planHow long do I have to waitBefore you become my man?We're living on borrowed timeAlready I've waited too longIt's sad this has to endBut I know now it's all wrong.You belong to her, never to be mineLet's face itIt's all been wasted time.
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