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One Tough Question.-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
I’ve got one tough question
Lately plaguing my mind
but there aren’t any answers
I can find at this time
where are you?
where is the girl that I love…?
your arms only offer me
quick and stiff hugs
I don’t want to tell you
what this question’s about
I hate when you get sad
or just turn and walk out
but there’s distance in your
eyes when I’m talking to you
and I don’t see the warmth
in them I always knew….
and this questions not easy
to speak of freely
my stomach’s all queasy
my heart’s feeling fractured
at your current stature
cause it feels manufactured
you seem no
longer enraptured….baby
I’ve feel like I’m love’s ghost
and you’re the reluctant host
of a guy you once cherished
no longer present but post-
oh, Baby where did you go
I guess I just want to know….
You don’t call me up
everyday like you used to
I miss that sweet tone
of the sound of your voice
the most beautiful blessing in
my day full of noise
all our kisses hello and our
kisses goodbye
have grown short and not
sweet just a habit and I
am wondering somehow
if I am the guy
who stole your precious heart
that you’ve now taken back
something’s all out of whack
though I’ve given you no
reasons to up and pack
I’ve feel like I’m love’s ghost
and you’re the reluctant host
of a guy you once cherished
no longer present but post-
oh, Baby where did you go?
I guess I just want to know….
cause I still love you so…..
I still love you so....
This questions not easy
to just speak of freely
my stomach’s all queasy
and my heart’s feeling fractured
at your current stature
cause it feels manufactured
you no longer seem raptured….
baby please let me know
just where you are at
or where you have gone
is it time to move on
give me some kind of clue
that baby.........
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By Art~Whimsically YoursI’ve got one tough question
Lately plaguing my mind
but there aren’t any answers
I can find at this time
where are you?
where is the girl that I love…?
your arms only offer me
quick and stiff hugs
I don’t want to tell you
what this question’s about
I hate when you get sad
or just turn and walk out
but there’s distance in your
eyes when I’m talking to you
and I don’t see the warmth
in them I always knew….
and this questions not easy
to speak of freely
my stomach’s all queasy
my heart’s feeling fractured
at your current stature
cause it feels manufactured
you seem no
longer enraptured….baby
I’ve feel like I’m love’s ghost
and you’re the reluctant host
of a guy you once cherished
no longer present but post-
oh, Baby where did you go
I guess I just want to know….
You don’t call me up
everyday like you used to
I miss that sweet tone
of the sound of your voice
the most beautiful blessing in
my day full of noise
all our kisses hello and our
kisses goodbye
have grown short and not
sweet just a habit and I
am wondering somehow
if I am the guy
who stole your precious heart
that you’ve now taken back
something’s all out of whack
though I’ve given you no
reasons to up and pack
I’ve feel like I’m love’s ghost
and you’re the reluctant host
of a guy you once cherished
no longer present but post-
oh, Baby where did you go?
I guess I just want to know….
cause I still love you so…..
I still love you so....
This questions not easy
to just speak of freely
my stomach’s all queasy
and my heart’s feeling fractured
at your current stature
cause it feels manufactured
you no longer seem raptured….
baby please let me know
just where you are at
or where you have gone
is it time to move on
give me some kind of clue
that baby.........