Treasure Island

Suelynn Walters

(U.S.A.)

Getting Over You


It's been sometime now for me to see
But just the thought of you starts this fire inside
The way you loved me how can I forget
It doesn't come easy so how can I accept
Getting Over You
I'm to heal and move on they tell me
Yet my heart refuses to listen to this advice
The tears flow as I picture the way it use to me
How can they understand this misery
Getting Over You
Will my life ever be the same again I wonder
As long as your in my heart I don't know
But it's true that I need to simply forget
Even though deep in my heart I will regret
Getting Over You

Submitted: Thursday, November 21, 2013
Edited: Thursday, November 21, 2013
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