Deborah Anderson

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I don't put a smile upon your face no moreI can't make your heart shine like it did beforeYou don't listen to my stories anymoreYou can't comfort me the way you did beforeWas I too loud, was I too badWas I too openWas I too high, was I too fastWas I too closeI don't feel your lips like the first kissI'd rather run away than sit to face the truthWas I too proud, was I too hopefulWas I too needingWas I too crazy, was I too longWas I too givingNo matter how far, no matter how longI will be there From Letras Mania