Still Wondering If I Love You

Still Wondering If I Love You ballad

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I used to relate love to flu
But after the words “I love You”;
I have no more to give you.
There’s nothing left to construe;
So please don’t feel blue
How did we get there?
I have no clue.
I just know that it’s goodbye to solo;
And that’s thanks to you.
You trust me and for that I love you.
Should I wait for you-
To make my dreams come true?
Come on baby you know-
That talking isn’t what I want from you.
So let’s focus on me and you;
And on what we both wanna do.
Waiting for you is so hard when all I want is you
; Can’t wait for the day I say I do
Still wondering if I love you? !

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