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Aug 2016
Will you tell me please my darling, what have I done
Will you tell me is it those words I spoke, tell me what’s wrong
We’ve been holding hands now for six years, and seven days
Will you tell me sweetheart, has our love ran away
You just stood there standing in your evening gown, just walking these walls of our old town house
And the only thing you tell me now is that you’re filled with doubt, and you don’t know where to go
You see before there was only you and me, then you gave birth and it was so sweet
But it left you confused and needing me, but you didn’t tell me how you feel
So I pulled out the wooden chair,
took hold of your hand and guided you there
Sat you down and told you my ears are now yours
You said some days I just don’t want to get up, some days I’m happy, others I’ve had enough
When I look in the mirror I’m a little lost, and I just want to close my eyes
And when you’re there it’s really great but in those evening when it’s dark and it’s getting late
There’s a baby she’s screaming for something to eat and I’ve not yet found my own feet
And for these feelings I have do they make me bad
I’m the mother you are the dad
But does that mean we now forget all the fun we had, before we settled down
It feels like these four walls are now my life, but your my husband and I’m your wife
And you’re not strong enough to hold the tears I cry so I just keep on going on
Then you stand up and give me a smile
I kiss your head and tell you it might take a while
But anything you ever need, darling come see me
The very next day you were singing around, dancing with our baby ******* the ground
Laughing and smiling, I love that sound,
baby look at you both, now you’re fixed You told me you were never broken
It’s not a condition I have that’s been diagnosed It’s just I feel a little heart broken
And I don’t know what for, because it’s still you I adore
I just need to feel like me again, instead of sitting here I should be out in the rain
Breathing the air from the world and washing away the pain
So when I’m down, when I’m in a mood, when I say some things that hurt and I shout at you
It’s because the clocks still ticking but time don’t move
And I just want you to hold me in your arms
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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