Tried so hard to go it alone
but the strings just won't break
that hold me to you, girl.
Living alone and drinking wine to fall asleep
I'm making it most times but then
when I see you it all begins again.
That old love's wound and comfort you send
I just can't seem to fight it
and I'm afraid I'm going to bend.
Phone conversations where I just can't stand
to hang up empty and broken again
and have to wait to mend.
I'm just not strong enough when I'm down
to give it all away...
gallagher
31 may 75
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