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I'm Sorry

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DumplingMomo

Published: Jun 6, 2010

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You told me last night
the words I'd hoped
Would never leave
Your lips

You caught me off guard
and now I'm searching
Searching for the right words
that will make you stay

I've lost your trust
and now I'm losing
What was most important
in this life

Please except my forgiveness
I'll give you anything
if it brings you back
To where you belong

I love you
with all my heart
And now you are
saying goodbye

Tell me what
I can say
To keep you here
with me

I'm at a loss
for what to say
All I can do now
is beg for forgiveness

Let me show you
that I'm worthy
Of a second change
and a place next to you

It's all I'm asking for
A second chance
to show you
That I'm sorry

I love you
with all my heart
Give me a chance
to prove it to you

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