retreat don't fail me now©
Don't let me be misunderstood,
my heart is no longer good.
It's not that it's evil,
it's because his death took its toll.
My heart is at death's door,
for it's broken by the score.
Constantly pounding out of my chest,
in his arms it needs put to rest.
Alive it will be at the pearly gate,
where i know my love does wait.
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Sally
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