One To Call My Own
I knew from the beginning,
that you were just a flirt.
But yet I fell in love with you,
knowing I'd be hurt.
I thought that I could tie you down,
and make you love just one.
But how could I do something,
no-one else had ever done.
I know you'll never love me,
and I'm trying not to cry.
For I must find the strength somehow,
to kiss your lips goodbye.
When you ask for me again,
you'll find I won't be there.
I want a love to call my own,
not one I have to share.
For I must hide my broken heart,
beneath a laughing face.
And though you'll think I never cared,
no-one can take your place.