For Jayne (It's My Heart)
Moss Bliss
Jayne, I know that sometimes
It seems I have no sense
I won't make no excuses
I know the present's tense
But you and I, we both know
That's not what you love me for,
Or even all that pleasure
That we share behind closed doors
Chorus:
I can't make any promises
I can't change what occurred
I'd buy you lots of flowers
I'd practice the absurd
I'd hold you in my arms again
And try to make you laugh
I'll write you one more song of mine
And give you all I have
Written 1998 by Gerald L. "Moss" Bliss (5/1/98).
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