I wanted to kiss you at Lake Lousie, it was calm, it was cool, it was still in the breeze. And I still think about waiting expectantly, and the look on your face when you said to me: "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I do. But..."
So we got in the car and drove back to Lake Claire, but you didn't say nothing the whole way there. Your brothers, and sisters, and husband were there. I waited to say, at the foor of the stairs: "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I do."
And I hope tonight that you're not fine, that you're looking back on better times and thinking of all the things I said to try and make you change your mind.
Well, I still go for walks around Chestermere Lake. Its been seventeen years, but my heart still aches. I just wanted to tell you that I'm still alone, and I hope that its you on the end of the phone, saying: "I love you, I love you, I love you, I made a mistake."
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