(ABE)♭ *

For years I shied away
unsure of what I wanted;
I kept you and feelings at bay,
you were with someone else.

When our obstacles were freed
I returned with love to give;
Your touch was cold your kiss was brief
You had been seeing someone else.




Opening to "Send in the Clowns"

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