By Lauren Hill
Putting up my Christmas decorations and feeling so sad that you were here this time last year.
Please can someone on the other side get this message to you πππ…
Sweet sweet tell him
Make me unselfish without being blind
Though I may suffer I’ll envy it not
And endure what comes
‘Cause he’s all that I got and tell him
Tell him I love him
And it’ll be alright
Tell him tell him I need him
Tell him I love him
It’ll be alright
But if I lack love then I am nothin’ at all
I can give away everything I possess
But left without love then I have no happiness
I know I’m imperfect (I know I’m imperfect)
And not without sin (and not without sin)
But now that I’m older all childish things end and tell him
Tell him I love him
And it’ll be alright
Tell him tell him I need him
Tell him I love him
It’ll be alright
And I won’t be too proud
‘Cause love is not boastful
Ooh and love is not loud
Tell him I need him
Tell him I love him
Everything’s gonna be alright
But if I speak wrong then what is it worth?
See what we now know is nothing compared
To the love that was shown when our lives were spared and tell him
Tell him I love him
And it’ll be alright
Tell him tell him I need him
Tell him I love him
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright see
It’ll be alright see
When the evening comes
In the night time
In the morning
In the evening baby
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