Everyday I stand by my door hoping and wishing I find
Someone to share my life with you would treat me more than kind
Whenever I find someone like this my love they did not want to share
I could not give them all my love if they did not really care
When it comes to love it seems like I'm always last
No love for me to share and memories haunt me from the past
There's no one left to care but I have so much love to give I can't forget about my past
Maybe someday I can mend this broken heart if only I weren't always last
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
Everyday I stand by my door hoping and wishing I find
Someone to share my life with you would treat me more than kind
Whenever I find someone like this my love they did not want to share
I could not give them all my love if they did not really care
When it comes to love it seems like I'm always last
No love for me to share and memories haunt me from the past
There's no one left to care but I have so much love to give I can't forget about my past
Maybe someday I can mend this broken heart if only I weren't always last
