I know someone is out there. Somone who really does care, Someone who's not phony or fake, Someone out there who does more than just take. I know htere must be someone. Maybe not in this small town, Someone who will be there to hold me, Protect me, care for me, and maybe even love me. Someone who will know me, Understand my thought, my words, and need me. There has to be someone out there, Someone to whom I can express my care. I need to know someone is out there. Please tell me someone is out there! I'm begging, is anyone out there? Anyone, somebody out there? Can you hear me? Please tell me you can hear me. Because I know someone is out there, I just haven't met them yet. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, That you can not hear my cry! For my soul is dead because it slumbers And I can not wake it when I try. Life is real! Life is earnest! But my grave seems to be its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, People say to my soul. Not enjoyment, but truely sorrow, Seems to be my destined end or way; And to know, that each tomorrow Will not find me farther than today. Life seems long, and good times are fleeting. And my heart, which I thought was stout and brave, Like a muffled drum, is beating My funeral march to my grave. In my world's unending years of battle, In my bivouac of life. I can not seem to end the battle. Of my souls neverending strife. I can not trust the future, howe'er pleasant. I can not bury my past, it's not dead. How do I act in the living present, With my heart locked within, and God watching overhead! Lives of great men all remind me, Of my pitiful existance in time. And, departing, knowing I will leave behind me, Footprints in my unnoticed march through time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, Will see me as a forlorn and shipwrecked blunder, And take heart in their own lives again. I ask what can I do, It doesn't seem to matter what my fate, Or what I pursue. For no one will ever say that I was great. How do you know what I feel? Can you possibly understand how it goes? You say you have been through this many times, Please tell me, is this how love goes? My heart races every time that I see you, My breathing increases ten fold. I am filled with a joy uncontainable, Can this really be how love goes? Nothing that you do could possibly be wrong. You alone can comfort my soul. I can do anything I ever imagined, If I could just have you beside me. My thoughts, My emotions, All I am is your my love. Please guard my gift carefully. Will you love me as I love you? I only fell safe when I am with you. Will you accept my love for you? Please tell me this is how love goes.

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