Love is Many Things to Many People
Ask me to define love
I just do not have a clue
Love is many things to many people
What is it to you?
That girl, she occupied my mind real bad
One moment I love her,
the next she stabs my soul,
and then I feel so sad
Love is many things to many people
I think I know what it means to me
Trouble is, she does not see
A wicked smile from the spirit dead
that drifts around me all the time
Cannot get the face out of my head
I cry into the screams of night
as another day dawns,
I hope everything will be alright
James Garratt – January 1993
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Love is Many Things to Many People – Written January 1993 (Aged 17)
