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Lately, I've thinking about you;
How you told me to be free;
Now that I think about what we've been through,
You only wanted the best for me.
You didn't mean any harm;
You only wished for me have what's right;
A gentleman like me doesn't waste his charm
By going out and having a life.
The problem was that I wanted that be with you;
With you, I want to share my all spoils;
This is only from my heart and true,
Because you sought to it that this man uncoils.
I cried nights for your love to be mine,
But I know way better now;
I wasn't the man of your kind,
But you ever need to love let me show you how.
You know that you are deserving
For making a man out of this boy;
You kept my heart by preserving;
Now, I can spread your joy.
