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Favorite Book of Poetry > 02.04.2001

She called me last night
And I read her a line
From my favorite book of poetry
And I, I started to cry
She asked me what was wrong
And I said, "Don't worry, its not you its me."
I never knew
Half the stories told to me
Stories like the sun is blue
And I, I never knew
Half the time I been with her
I wish to God I spent it all with you

She called me last night
She read me a line
From her favorite book of poetry
And I, she started to cry
I asked her what was wrong
She said, "Don't worry, its not you its me."
It's plain to see
All the time you'd spent with me
You wish to God you were somewhere else that scene
I'll always know
All the time I been with her
I wish to God I spent it all with you

She called me last night
And we talked for what seemed like
The very first time
Well I, I knew right then
Since I met you I've been happier than I
Ever can remember
And all of our time
I'll give it back
I'll give it back to you
Ten thousand times
I spent lonely nights
But I won't do that again
I won't do that again
I know
All the time
I wanted to be with you, oh
All this poetry was
Written bout
Written bout
Written bout
You and me
All this poetry was written for you and me

All this poetry
Written for you and me
All this poetry was written
For you and me