Letter From Roy

Calm down and sit with me
You’re not mine I’m yours
When I’m kissin’ you
That’s where I should be
You’re not mine I’m yours
I’m... I’m all yours
I’m... I’m all yours
There’s no need to cry
You got pretty strong now
The knife cut real deep
I might just lay on the floor
I must look pretty dumb now
So tired and weak
You’re still the girl I adore
I’m... I’m all yours
I’m... I’m all yours
There’s no need to cry
To cry