She's on my mind,
I'm running blind
She left for real,
on spinning wheel
We met in spring,
she wore no ring
Oh, and the look,
she gave and took
She was so sweet,
even when heat,
took her along,
she sparkled strong
Almost my wife,
we shared a life
We had it all,
and that's a ball
I swore to be,
the best of me,
and walk a mile,
to get her smile
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NOTHING LEFT
2012
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