What Do I?

 

I have a small question to ask of you

My love you’re my question and my confusion

And so…

 

What do I, What do I, What do I do

To make things seem so wrong

What do I, What do I, What do I

What should I do to put things back

Where they belong

 

My love yes I love you

Do I say these words too frequently?

Yes I love you there I go again

Too frequently

 

What do You, what do you, what do you

What do you expect of me

What do you, What do you, what do you

Feel inside

 

My love do you want me like you wanted me

Please say I do

Yes I want you so much more

Than I’ve ever wanted too.

 

All that I, All that I, All that I

Seem to do is add to confusion

All that I, All that I, All that I

Wish to do is to be with you

 

Will you hold me

Wrap me inside your arms

Where you held me

Please, Please hold me in this place where I belong.

 

What do I, What do I, What do I

What do I do to make things seem so wrong

What do you, What do you, What do you

What do you expect of me

All that I, All that I, All that I seem to do

Is add to confusion

What do I, What do I, What should I do

To put things back where they belong.

 

My love yes I love you do I say these words to frequently?

Yes I love you there I go again, too frequently.

 

I love you.

 

 

©1993 Sean Moore

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