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Footprints
I tried to do right by you
and to see this thing through
But, my Baby all you do
is paint my soul a midnight blue
I wanted to make it to the 15th round
but, everyday I cry enough tears to drown
I am sad we have to part
but, I'm tired of your footprints on my heart
For us I had a master plan
with me as your lover man
But, honey you turned cold as a hard frost
and the crop that was our love we lost
At night I turn and toss
over this terrible lost
I am sad we have to part
but I'm tired of your footprints on my heart
and to see this thing through
But, my Baby all you do
is paint my soul a midnight blue
I wanted to make it to the 15th round
but, everyday I cry enough tears to drown
I am sad we have to part
but, I'm tired of your footprints on my heart
For us I had a master plan
with me as your lover man
But, honey you turned cold as a hard frost
and the crop that was our love we lost
At night I turn and toss
over this terrible lost
I am sad we have to part
but I'm tired of your footprints on my heart
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