Still some sweet ones walk my way,
still some offer – I must say.
Love and kindness run their veins,
few, but there to care.
Still some sweet ones gather ’round
still some share their ups and downs
Some will ask you – “What is it?’
“Leave it up to me”
Still some sweet ones call you ‘Dear’,
still some make hate disappear.
Some will give you all their hearts,
yet, expect no change.
1982
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