When I see you... I smile.
I still care for you. I cry.
When I think things go my way...
I have what I thought I wanted;
yet I'm still sad for you.
Once you told me times would change...
threw me to the brittle air;
but I still care for you.
I wish you could smile.
I wish you could smile.
[Sam Rosenthal]
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