the count up is the worst. by Nanette BellmanI've got to take what I can get when I can get it.
and the chances that we're alone
and you're holding me in your arms,
I can't even enjoy them.
because I'm too busy counting down
the hours, minutes, seconds and milli's
of when we'll go our separate ways
like nothing ever happened
and I'll sleep alone tonight again.
and then I'll count up
the days, the months and the years,
till I can be in your arms again....
...only for good. 06/25/2008 Posted on 06/25/2008 Copyright © 2024 Nanette Bellman
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