A Love To Call My Own
I knew from the beginning,
That you were just a flirt;
Yet I fell in love with you,
Knowing I'd be hurt.
I thought I could tie you down,
And make you love just one;
But how could I do something,
No-one else had ever done.
I know you never loved me,
And I'm trying not to cry;
For I must find the strength somehow,
To kiss your lips good-bye.
When you ask for me again,
You'll find I won't be there;
I want a love to call my own,
Not one I'll have to share.
So I will hide my broken heart,
Beneath a laughing face;
And though you'll think I never cared,
No-one else can take your place.
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