Sunday, 30 June 2013

Angela

Angela,
do you really love me
Or is this a game you play
Can I believe the tender words you say
Or, is this my final day with you, Angela.
Do you remember that night you told me that you loved me so
You held me tight as if you'd never let me go.
What do I know of you, Angela.
Angela, the world was made for you and me.
A love like ours was meant to be.
We're strong together can't you see.
So, if you love me I promise I will never, never let you go.
I'll think about that night
You said you loved me so.
Or was it a show, Angela.

~Jose Feliciano~

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