Nothing is as lonely than to be apart from your one true love
Lonely nights so cold and fretful
Wanting to feel a tender touch
Longing to get my life back
Tired of an empty bed
Seems like an eternity
Since I felt your kiss
The warmth of your embrace
I really must get away from this place
Where there are no tender mercies
Life without you, is no life at all
Oh to feel you watching me
As I brush my hair
Or feel your warmth beside me
As we lay sleeping in our bed
Enough of this misery
Enough of waiting for a sign from above
Time is so fleeting
If only I could escape to love
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Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on June 21, 2011
Well, there is love and then there is . . . er . . . something which fills th void for love. Maybe collecting stamps would take your mind off of the spiritual and carnal nature of love. Then again, probably not. Haha
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