  Just as many days that my heart has broken I will count and hold as love’s sad token, But just the way my heart is aching Some day you’ll love, then you’ll be forsaken. You may be happy for a time, in a way, But fate will overrule, then you’re sure to pay, And when that time comes you’ll sit and look in space. In each, and every vision, will be my broken-hearted face. Then you will see and solemnly plead To have the time shortened, my heart did bleed. But remember when you’re playing with the game of love You can fool many a body, but think whose above. |
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