How many times, you say it's the end, we can only be friends, and I am gone again.
Like a baby you cry, when the milk is gone.
Do you whisper sweet dear, please hold me near, forgetting I can no longer hear.
Here we go again, I know how it will end, once you start crying to a friend, you'll be gone again.
Like a child you weep, when the candys gone.
Do you sleep when your alone, or are you standing by the phone, wishing your baby home.
As a young girl you sigh, I am on my own again
Do you try and pretend, that it could never end, well it's good by my friend.
Did you wonder at the loss, after the coin was tossed, that a love was lost, and had to end.
As a woman our love, is as a friend again.
By Donald L Holmes
