Storms may come and storms may go,
And I will leave you in the snow,
And you will never, ever know
The wonders of the things that grow
and you will never ever know
the wonders of the things that show you
who you are and what you know.
You call me up when you are glum
And you will wait but I won't come
'Cause you can't break through any one
Of my gates that keep out the young.
You'll think of all the tricks you used
And how I fell for them. Have you
so was the case, it was the more.
All you have you gained with ease,
but it is not enough to tease
a woman worthy to be pleased.
A hand which sway it takes to seize;
A heart who's love, it can't be had
by someone's soul damaged and sad
Who drinks his fill and means so bad.

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