There are more options than just die or ride
Passion was something, but where did it lead?
I'm left here alone with wounds that still bleed.
Make me coffee when the dawn comes up and sit by my side on the deck
Let's enjoy silence while bringing in morning while other lovers are making a wreck.
I'm getting too old to want my heart broken
I want me a man who means what he has spoken
I want peace and comfort, someone on whom I can lean
I want to know where he's going and hear what he's seen.
I suppose that it's boring to dream up a dream where everything is just what it may seem
but my life has been chaos and I'm ready to find a man who will hold me and soothe my poor mind
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