Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend What have I done that has made you so distant and cold Sometimes I wonder if youll be contented again Will you be happy when you are withered and old I cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fine I cannot offer you all of the riches you crave But if youll say that you long to forever be mine Take off the teardrops the heartaches and sorrow youll save When you are weary and tired of another ones gold When you are lonely Then think of this letter my own Oh, but dont try to answer Though Ive suffered anguish untold If you dont love me Then quite dont you leave me alone Now as I am writing this letter I think of the past And all the promises that you are breaking so free But to this old world Ill soon say my farewells at last I will be gone when you read this last letter from me
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