In loving memory of Deborah Ellis 1967-1991. Her poetry to music
Deborah Ellis and Cary Kembla
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Forever
I may not always be as you want, that’s true
And my mind and heart work in peculiar ways to you
God knows they seem strange even to me
I may not always be what you need
But if you could listen and understand
Oh if you could fill my shoes
Would you try?
Could we make a deal?
What I know though
However I may come to know it
Is that I love you
Forever you’ll be precious to me
Deborah Ellis
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