Oh, Love
Oh, Love
What is life without you?
Your presence is a breath of fresh air,
Beautiful in your long curly hair,
Your elegant style makes ’em stare,
Remember how we used to play Truth or Dare,
Love, I’m in despair.
I heard that you’re about to get married to another,
You lied to me he was a close friend, like a brother.
The news hurt and I had to leave town,
and although I feel let down,
I have no more anger left now.
I’m hopelessly trying to figure out how
to move on — onto something new,
But would our story end like this, who knew?
I have to confess — even though I’m hurt,
I’m still holding onto your heart.