Precious Stones

Mother of Flowers,
i like your poem too!
hears another song it’s old! but fun to sing.

There’ve been so many girls that I’ve known
I’ve made so many cry and still I wonder why
Here comes the little girl
I see her walking down the street
She’s all by herself
I try and knock her off her feet
But, she’ll never break, never break, never break, never break
This heart of stone
Oh, no, no, this heart of stone

What’s different about her? I don’t really know
No matter how I try I just can’t make her cry
‘Cause she’ll never break, never break, never break, never break
This heart of stone
Oh, no, no, no, this heart of stone

Don’t keep on looking that some old way
If you try acting sad, you’ll only make me glad
Better listen little girl
You go on walking down the street
I ain’t got no love, I ain’t the kind to meet
‘Cause you’ll never break, never break, never break, never break
This heart of stone
Oh, no, no, you’ll never break this heart of stone darlin’
No, no, this heart of stone
You’ll never break it darlin’
You won’t break this heart of stone
Oh no no no
You better go
You better go home
‘Cause you’ll, you’ll never break this heart of stone

Mother of Flowers,
so do i and i’m impressed you knew who did it! 🙂

Mother of Flowers,
anytime you care to chew the fat with me heres my email recycling1000 @yahoo.com i’m trying to make a few friends. disfuctional friends of course. 🙂

Mother of Flowers,
oh by all means we don’t want the hubby to have a cow!!!! i understand!! thanks for letting me know instead of ignoring me 🙂