I wish
I wish I didn't feel this way
The jealousy in side
I wish that I could talk to you
Not keep it locked inside
You can't begin to imagine what it is like
I wish that you could love me
And hold me oh so tight
It is not a thing of trust
Or not believing you
It is this thing of jealousy that
I'm going trough
If only you could hold me
On those lonely tearful nights
And tell me that you love me
It would make everything all right
Kathy Brumbaugh.
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