IF IT'S TO BE TOLD


I tell my friends
It's alright ...
I'm okay.

I tell my friends
I'll get by ...
No big deal.

I tell my friends
I'm not lonely ...
No sweat.

I tell my friends
I've learned to live with it ...
That there's no one for me.

That's what I tell
my friends.
Now what do I tell
my heart?



J.B.D. 12/30/95

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