"Sometimes I Love Too Much"

Sometimes I love too much. Longing for a tender touch. Sometimes I need a mental crutch. Because sometimes I just love too much

I don't feel that I do anything wrong. Yet my heart seems to be always singing sad songs. I'm not sure of where I belong. Sometimes I feel more weak then I am strong

Sometimes I just love too much

Why can't some people except me. If they don't like me the way that I am. Then why don't they just let me be. Why do they feel a need to try and change me. I love them for who they are. Why can't they feel the same way about me

Sometimes I love too much. Longing for a tender touch. Sometimes I need a mental crutch. Because sometimes I just love too much

I put my heart into everything that I say and do. I don't ask very much of you. I love you because your you. Why can't you love me for the same reason too. I don't do anything to try and change you. I even cry tears for you

Sometimes I just love too much

People sometimes say that I talk too much. Can't they see that it is my mental crutch. Because I'm lacking a tender touch. A hug that I need so very much. It drives people crazy because I love too much. That sometimes makes me talk too much

Sometimes I just love too much

Sometimes it's hard to be me. Hearing people talking about me. Always finding faults with me. They never hesitate in telling me. Sometimes I think that they just don't care for me. Can't they see of how much they're hurting me

Sometimes I love too much. Longing for a tender touch. Sometimes I need a mental crutch. Because sometimes I just love too much

I just want someone to love, that can love me. Oh God, Please give that prayer to me. I have so much love to give can't you see. So that I won't have to sing this verse again about me

Sometimes I love too much. Longing for a tender touch. Sometimes I need a mental crutch. Because sometimes I just love too much

( Spoken Softly ) Sometimes it hurts for someone to love too much

By_Arlene R.Szynal

Copyright © February 18, 2003 All Rights Reserved

My sister Nancy is a singer. She lives my dream. I could have been a singer with her. But I didn't have the courage to sing in front of people that I didn't know. So my little sister Nancy now sings for me. She is making music for my poem and is going to sing the song on a CD for her and for me : )

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