GIVING HEARTS (Sean R Evans)


A Woman don’t just give her heart to anyone	
But to whom she will is anyone’s guess		
You gave your heart to me and I’ll never forget it
Your gift I will never regret			 

A man he has to love a woman
A man he has to understand
That nothing here means much of really anything
Until he gives in to that

A man can meet a woman just one time
And have her haunt him for the rest of his life
I would have married you though you never knew my name
I Would have made you my wife

Years ago, there was a once woman
In a coffeshop, standing in line
There is not a day passes that I don’t remember
The moment her eyes caught mine

I never knew her middle name	
If she liked milk chocolate or plain
Didn’t know who she knew		
Or how many others there had been	
Or if she even liked men		
I didn’t know what to say		
But I loved her anyway		

A Woman don’t just give her heart to anyone
But to whom she will, it is anyone’s guess
You gave your heart to me and I’ll never forget it
I will take it with me to my death



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