Life is a constant memory. It won’t let me forget about the love I cherished, the love that slipped away. Her memory lingers in the depth of my mind. I see her smiling face and my tears begin to fall.
What a fool, such a fool, lost the love of my life
When I think of her, my heart begins to ache.
The way I treated her, that was my mistake.
If I could do it over and mend all the wrong,
I’ll buy a golden crown for her to call her own.
If I could do it over and mend all the wrong,
I’ll buy a golden crown for her to call her own.
If I could do it over and mend all the wrong,
I’ll treat her like a queen and write/sing a different song.
Rudy Carrillo
F-75851 Facility: D Bldg: 5 Cell 2480p
P.O Box 5005
Delano CA 93216
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