Hardly the love story of the century?
You don't understand though
To me it was everything
You've moved on,
but all I see is you crying
You don't understand though
Your tears are deafening
Is there a small part of you that is left for me?
You don't understand though
I would give anything
Part-time loved?
Full time ignored?
You don't understand though
I'd love you down to my core
Just when you think you've had enough
I'd worship you more
You don't understand though
You are what dreams are made for
Hardly the love story of the century?
You don't understand though
To me it was everything
You've moved on,
but all I see is you crying
You don't understand though
Your tears are deafening
Is there a small part of you that is left for me?
You don't understand though
I would give anything
Part-time loved?
Full time ignored?
You don't understand though
I'd love you down to my core
Just when you think you've had enough
I'd worship you more
You don't understand though
You are what dreams are made for
About the Creator
Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
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