The money was nice and how that diamond did shine
I was told the money wouldn't make her love me
it was a matter of time
One day with a quickness, my heart was torn in two
I cried, I hurt, and I prayed this wasn't true.
I went back home and God I hurt so bad, man was I blue
But I sat and thought about what transpired
Then I realized the love I fought for never fired
Yet always there with you, my strenght, my love
I now know true love is sent from above.
© 1999 Rob Murphy
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