Sometimes it's a shame

Sometimes it's game

Losin' sleep, trying to decide, who is to blame

Sometimes it is me

Sometimes it is not

The one who does not deserve, all that he has got



Sometimes you can run

Sometimes you can hide

But you can't get away from the feelings, buried deep inside

Sometimes you can see

Sometimes you can hear

All that goes on around you, it seems perfectly clear



Somebody might tell you

Somebody might not

Of a love that is growing, or of a love that now rots

Somewhere beyond words

Somewhere I can't tell

It might be in heaven, it might be in hell..



sallysally@usa.net