Sometimes it's a shame  Sometimes it's game  Losin' sleep, trying to decide, who is to blame  Sometimes it is me  Sometimes it is not  The one who does not deserve, all that he has got  Sometimes you can run  Sometimes you can hide  But you can't get away from the feelings, buried deep inside  Sometimes you can see  Sometimes you can hear  All that goes on around you, it seems perfectly clear  Somebody might tell you  Somebody might not  Of a love that is growing, or of a love that now rots  Somewhere beyond words  Somewhere I can't tell  It might be in heaven, it might be in hell..  sallysally@usa.net