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Just Don't Know


I don't know if it's me, or if it's you. I think it's me but I don't know what to do.

I tell you I care about you, but you don't feel the same way, and it drives me crazy, practically insane

each and every day.

Sometimes I think my feelings for you are like a phase, fading in and out, like the days when you make me happy and smile, and others when you make me feel down and out.

I don't know what it is I can do, but what I can do is pray, and wait for that special day, when you notice me and look my way.

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