What Chance My Love
What chance my love
What chance
When you heed not my call?
Is yours not a listening heart...
Does it not feel or care
That I am wrought with anguished pain and
Silent tears that steal my breath
and light hearted days.
What chance?
Set me free
So I can go back to where I used to be
Dancing in sun light
And singing my glad song
And can hear again
When someone else
Says
Hello!
Cynthia
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