| Yell of Love So soft spoken Most of the time When you yell All I do is cry Nothing gets to me Like a raised voice It eats at my heart My eyes grow moist Sometimes I wonder How it would be If we never met There was no you and me I love you With all my heart There's so many things I know I was wrong In what I said I'm just scared Of what's ahead I hope that you forgive me For all that I do Knowing in your heart I'll only love you �opyright Eskimo Written: 6/29/01 |
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