There's a way to say I love you,
There's a way I never knew;
Now you can hear I'm sorry, dear,
For the slightest trace of the smallest tear,
But it's too late to say forgive me
For the things I've done to you,
For the way to say I love you
Is to love with a heart that's true.
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
There's a way to say I love you,
There's a way I never knew;
Now you can hear I'm sorry, dear,
For the slightest trace of the smallest tear,
But it's too late to say forgive me
For the things I've done to you,
For the way to say I love you
Is to love with a heart that's true.
Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki
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