Give Back My Glove
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
admin
I did not kill my lovely wife.
I did not slash her with a knife.
I did not bonk her on the head.
I did not know that she was dead.
I stayed at home that fateful night.
I took a cab, then took a flight.
The bag I had was just for me.
My bag! My bag! Hey, leave it be.
When I came home I had a gash.
My hand was cut from broken glass.
I cut my hand on broken glass.
A broken glass did cause that gash.
I have nothing, nothing to hide.
My friend, he took me for a ride.
Did you take this person's life?
Did you do it with a knife?
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not anytime.
Did you hit her from above?
Did you drop this bloody glove?
I did not hit her from above.
I cannot even wear that glove.
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not, not anytime.
And now I'm free, I can return
To my house for which I yearn.
And to my family whom I love.
Hey now I'm free -- Give back my glove!!
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Adhikar bataye baithe hai.
Sach jhooth kisi ki baaton ka,
Kuch pata nhi chalta ab toh.
Kuch ke sach bhi ab j
What She Is To Me
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay
चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं
लौट कर
Life's Own Battle
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
Never Want To Say Goodbye
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
Tinkle little Car
Tinkle, Tinkle little car
How I wonder what you are.
Leaking oil e
BAS THODI DER
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे
Womens In My Life
I was born,
a woman was there to hold me.......... my mother
I grew as a child
A Hoping Crush
Your smile makes me smile,
Your laugh makes me laugh.
Your eyes are enchanting.
Our Love Is So Amazing
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
