My Losing Bet

I waited for you, a hard thing to doknowin’ we’re through, and I don’t have to choose,to welcome you back or push you awaybut wait we’re not there yet, and though I’m losing the betthere’s still the sunsetI felt so surprise, when she arrived, wearing a smile,smiles soon turn to tears, out on her back pier,after all the love how how’d I end here.
oh lord oh lord…

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