Disappointment is all I bring.
I never knelt down to give you that ring.
Disappointment is all abound.
No matter where I go or what I've found.
I try to do what's best.
I have to make a judgement call.
Will it stand up to the test?
Or like every great nation, shall it fall?
Time is lost and clouds appear.
But summer is almost here.
Those dark clouds will be washed away.
And we can share our love everyday.
The tears that fall from your cheeks.
The sadness in your voice.
Don't let it last these 3 short weeks.
We'll soon be together, in that we can rejoice.
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