Who Do You Love...?, by Rodriguez De Paulo Subscribe to rss feed for Rodriguez De Paulo

Oh my Gosh!
I’ve seen the way,
You look at that girl every day.
You love her, you love her.

Her hair of Gold,
Her eyes of blue,
Sparks the flames of love in you.
You love her, you love her.

The way she talks,
The way she sounds,
Your bottom jaw drops to the ground.
You love her, you love her.

You know her well,
She’s a very good friend,
But then your knees begin to bend.
You love her, you love her.

I see it in you,
Love in your eyes,
But why when I ask do you despise?
Do you love her? Do you love her?

You’ve got it wrong,
You’re harshly mistaken,
It’s not that girl for which I have been taken.
I don’t love her. I don’t love her.

She is a nice girl,
And a true friend,
But up to the heavens for me she does not send.
I don’t love her. I don’t love her.

There is some truth,
About my lust,
There’s someone close for me who’s a must.
But it’s not her. It’s not her.

My jaw does drop,
My knees do bend,
And up to the heavens through love I ascend.
But it’s not her. It’s not her.

So now is the time,
I do not lie,
And for this person I would gladly die.
But it’s not her.
I don’t love her.

I Love Him
Posted: 2005-10-03 18:07:28 UTC

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