You were so afraid I would leave you,
So afraid I was gone.
You should’ve know I love you,
And nothing could go wrong.
You thought you knew we well.
You thought you knew my way.
But if you really did,
There would be nothing left for me to say.
You swore you were losing ground,
Maybe even control.
But you forgot you are my happiness
I need to feel whole.
Can you take another look,
And ask yourself this thing?
If I didn’t want to be married to you,
Would I be wearing this ring?

1-12-1992 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire