Our Fate Is In

Your Hands



When you look at me in that weird way

I wish I knew what was on your mind

Why don't you break down and tell me

And quit being the mysterious kind.

If you're angry with me tell me so

This suspense is driving me up a wall

I'm beginning to have serious thoughts

Possibly you've never loved me at all.

I thought you knew how much I cared

By the way I've always babied you

What happens now is in your hands

Please let me know is our love affair through.

Our fate is in your hands....

Ralph L. Clark © 2001

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