Everything on the Rocks...
Everything is on the rocks
No one has cleaned up the mess
No one seems to talk
And there is the crime I must confess
I feel like I�ve aided and abetted
Like I�ve been the cause somehow
That it�s my fault he committed
A lack of love � while he prowled
Looking for things
He shouldn�t have
Wanting to bring
Me to a new level of love
He wanted me to feel
The love he had inside
He wanted it to be real
Just one night away from his bride
My heart wouldn�t let it
But her heart would
I�d rather forget it
Then for them to part for good
I�ve aided and abetted
Stolen a heart of a man
His love he admitted
But I can�t understand
Why do I push
When I want him to stay
Why does he rush
His own wife out of the way
Everything is on the rocks
And I have confessed
They need to talk
And try to clean up this mess
- Joeann L. Hunter 7/10/01
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