feelings

she will be loved

Beauty queen of only eighteen

She had some troubles with her self

He was there to help her

She always belonged to some one else

I drove for miles and miles

And wound up at your door

Ive had you so many times

But some how i want more

I dont mind spending everyday

Out on your corner in the pournin

Rain looking for the girl

With the broken smile

And ask her is she wants to stay a while

And she will be loved

and she she will be loved

Tap on my window and knock on my door