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Apr 2012
I try to figure out what love is all about
Sit and ponder, walk and wonder
And still no answer comes to me.

What I thought was love, was it really
What I thought was good, was it really
Caus  im left feeling empty and alone.

Was it something I said
Was it something I did
Caus  im left feeling low and confused.

Surely the answer is out there
Surely these questions should be answered
Caus no one should be left not knowing.

I try to figure out what love is all about
Sit and ponder, walk and wonder
And still no answer comes to me.........
Mary Stanworth
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