Old Dog, Old Love

Its always the things that we can’t have that we most want.
Like lying in my bed with you in my arms.
Its almost like trying to teach an old dog new tricks.
How am I supposed to learn how to love again?
When all my dreams are of me and you in such a beautiful sin.
I’d ask  you to come back to me, If I didn’t already know that I couldn’t make you  happy.
This old dog is going to die lonely.

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