Baby sometimes I miss you,
And sometimes I doubt you,
But everyday that I see you,
I begin to doubt myself.
Will you ever forgive me?
For thought that aren’t yours
Will you ever think of me, like I do?
Sometimes, I think you’re just faking,
Having pity on my soul,
But then, you say something out of the way,
That makes my heart rejoice.
I think it’s so sweet,
The things you say to me,
And I wish that I could make you feel,
As special as you make me.
I regain my faith in you,
Yet I don’t know if you feel it too.
I know in my heart what I feel,
And sometimes, I’m sure you do too,
But every now and then,
Baby, I need you to remind again.
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