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a poem for comfort
the many miles you drive each day
i wish you could come home to stay youre always on my mind ,you know i only wish that i could go i wait each night to get your call for what ,2 minutes,yes thats all and yet you call your other friends you talk to them for hours it seems i bet they would not do as i go to sleep each night with tears in their eyes missing you so very much long lonely weeks,here by myself i miss the life out in the truck this staying at home it really sux why do i choose to love you so i wish i had the gutz to go and find a man whod like to be happy in my company |
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