The One...
When you think about me baby, I hope our memories flood your head.I look down the road to see a path unknown, how do I accept the fact of being alone.
Hope you see one day that I was the one,
how do we carry our love back home.
I never knew this would happen, I am crushed with a broken heart, and you get happiness.
Always thought in the end, we would be sitting on our porch rocking the grandkids.
Guess this is it, we are through.
I just want you to know baby, i am the one God picked for you.
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