To a love that should have been
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Pleasures of the flesh (c) Frederick Potts
Another evening, and your holding on, another arm.
There's been so many, since there was me.
He'll wine and dine you, then he'll take you home, to be alone.
another lover, but you can't see.
chorus
It's not love that you're finding,
you don't know what love is.
all you're feeling, are the pleasures, of the flesh.
In the morning, you're be up and gone, no holding on.
You'll slip away, like you always do.
I think there's something, that leaves you bare, that you just can't share.
I wish you'd let, somebody through.
chorus
It's not love that you're finding,
you don't know what love is.
all you're feeling, are the pleasures, of the flesh.
True love is something, that you never find, in just minuets of time.
like a seed it has to grow.
There's love around you, if you could only see, it's as close as me.
The way you're going, you'll never know.
chorus
It's not love that you're finding,
you don't know what love is.
all you're feeling, are the pleasures, of the flesh.
chorus
It's not love that you're finding,
you don't know what love is.
all you're feeling, are the pleasures, of the flesh.