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Unrequited
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Of the lovers I have had, they have all been quite divided.
Some were brown-eyed; some were blue-eyed.
I’ve loved black guys and loved white guys.
By the lovers I have had, I’ve been kissed and been derided.
I’ve been elated and excited.
I’ve aroused and I’ve incited.
But of all these many men, (they’ve been beside me and inside me)
There is one who never has; I shall call him Unrequited.
And although I held him close, I sat right here beside him,
He has had such moral strength, knows the values deep inside him,
I have never lain astride him.
Yet he treats me like a God; he lets me see inside him,
And of all his scattered thoughts (they can often override him)
He often thinks of me and he says that I can quiet them.
But the quiet doesn’t last, he has to work he has to strive and
I know that he will win; this the reason I desire him.
But of all the many men, (I’ve been hated, I’ve been chided)
I’ve been broken, been disquieted.
I’m so jaded, just so tired.
Unrequited, I still love you. Perhaps I can’t deny it.
I know that it is wrong but please don’t criticize it.
We could decide to part but don’t think I could abide it.
But no, Soldier, you must go. Let me know when you decided
And I will still be here.
But for now,
My dear,
I think,
I fear,
That you are
Unrequited.
Original:
Of the lovers I have had, they have all been quite divided.
Some were brown-eyed; some were blue-eyed.
I’ve loved black guys and loved white guys.
By the lovers I have had, I’ve been kissed and I’ve been bited.
I’ve been elated and excited.
I’ve aroused and I’ve incited.
But of all these many men, (they’ve been beside me and inside me)
There is one who never has; I shall call him Unrequited.
And although I held him close, I sat right here beside him,
He has had such moral strength, knows the values deep inside him,
I have never lain astride him.
Yet he treats me like a God; he lets me see inside him,
And of all his scattered thoughts (they can often override him)
He often thinks of me and he says that I can quiet them.
But the quiet doesn’t last, he has to work he has to strive and
I know that he will win; this the reason I desire him.
But of all the many men, (I’ve been hated, I’ve been chided)
I’ve been broken, been disquieted.
I’m so jaded, just so tired.
Unrequited, I still love you. Perhaps I can’t deny it.
I know that it is wrong but please don’t criticize it.
We could decide to part but don’t think I could abide it.
But no, Soldier, you must go. Let me know when you have fighted
And I will still be here.
But for now,
My dear,
I think,
I fear,
That you are
Unrequited.
Of the lovers I have had, they have all been quite divided.
Some were brown-eyed; some were blue-eyed.
I’ve loved black guys and loved white guys.
By the lovers I have had, I’ve been kissed and been derided.
I’ve been elated and excited.
I’ve aroused and I’ve incited.
But of all these many men, (they’ve been beside me and inside me)
There is one who never has; I shall call him Unrequited.
And although I held him close, I sat right here beside him,
He has had such moral strength, knows the values deep inside him,
I have never lain astride him.
Yet he treats me like a God; he lets me see inside him,
And of all his scattered thoughts (they can often override him)
He often thinks of me and he says that I can quiet them.
But the quiet doesn’t last, he has to work he has to strive and
I know that he will win; this the reason I desire him.
But of all the many men, (I’ve been hated, I’ve been chided)
I’ve been broken, been disquieted.
I’m so jaded, just so tired.
Unrequited, I still love you. Perhaps I can’t deny it.
I know that it is wrong but please don’t criticize it.
We could decide to part but don’t think I could abide it.
But no, Soldier, you must go. Let me know when you decided
And I will still be here.
But for now,
My dear,
I think,
I fear,
That you are
Unrequited.
Original:
Of the lovers I have had, they have all been quite divided.
Some were brown-eyed; some were blue-eyed.
I’ve loved black guys and loved white guys.
By the lovers I have had, I’ve been kissed and I’ve been bited.
I’ve been elated and excited.
I’ve aroused and I’ve incited.
But of all these many men, (they’ve been beside me and inside me)
There is one who never has; I shall call him Unrequited.
And although I held him close, I sat right here beside him,
He has had such moral strength, knows the values deep inside him,
I have never lain astride him.
Yet he treats me like a God; he lets me see inside him,
And of all his scattered thoughts (they can often override him)
He often thinks of me and he says that I can quiet them.
But the quiet doesn’t last, he has to work he has to strive and
I know that he will win; this the reason I desire him.
But of all the many men, (I’ve been hated, I’ve been chided)
I’ve been broken, been disquieted.
I’m so jaded, just so tired.
Unrequited, I still love you. Perhaps I can’t deny it.
I know that it is wrong but please don’t criticize it.
We could decide to part but don’t think I could abide it.
But no, Soldier, you must go. Let me know when you have fighted
And I will still be here.
But for now,
My dear,
I think,
I fear,
That you are
Unrequited.
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