Not a Damn Thing to be Done About it
I want him,
Shouldn't, wouldn't, can't,
But I want him.
I think about him,
Things that never happened and never will
But I think about him.
I ache for him
Hands and lips that will never twine with mine
But I ache for him.
I love him,
And there's not a damn thing to be done about it.
But still I love him.
Shouldn't, wouldn't, can't,
But I want him.
I think about him,
Things that never happened and never will
But I think about him.
I ache for him
Hands and lips that will never twine with mine
But I ache for him.
I love him,
And there's not a damn thing to be done about it.
But still I love him.
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