Every Night I Pray, by LaLa Subscribe to rss feed for LaLa

Why do you love me?
Why do you adore me?
How come you pretend to like me?
And on the inside you are screaming to get away from me.
Why do you even try to act?
As a matter of fact,
I really do love you.
And if it were mine, I'd give the world to you.
But I'm afraid I cannot.
I'm sorry boo, but it can't be bought.
Mu love for you is not a toy,
So don't take it lightly. I hope you enjoy!
I hope that I get to marry you someday,
And this is why I get on my knees every night and pray.
You don't have to love me, it's okay.
Just remember that I love you more each day.
And that I will never give up even if it takes my life
away.
And whenever you need me, just call, and I'll come running
your way.

LaLa Curse
Posted: 2006-01-22 21:13:07 UTC

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