By Tamra L. Noe
I love you more than life itself But I'm afraid to love. My heart is like the fragile wings Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close. I feel that I can't win. You'll love me for a little while Then you'll set me free again.
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams I don't know what to do. I don't think I can trust my heart, For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me Yet, I still keep running back. Between the paths of our hearts There's a worn and beaten track.
You've got my heart held on a string. It's breaking right in two. Enough belongs to me -to hurt- The rest belongs to you.
I know that somewhere in your heart There is a place for me. I just don't know how to find it And there's no way to make you see.
I can only hope that someday You'll wake up and you'll find, That while my heart belongs to yours, Yours, too, belongs to mine.
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