Sometimes you make me smile unconditionally
At times I cry when I think about what you do to me
The condition you leave me in
How you grieve me when
You have to go
It’s as if you’re conditioning me
To retrieve me in
Is there something I have to know?
Have I nothing to worry over?
Or am I right tonight to have suspicion?
By daylight if you don’t hurry over
Must I discard my condition?
And allow you to flee you and me
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