Love it seems isn't all that it's made out to be
As I found out to my dismay
I feel this way inclined
For love, it trespass on my time
I was so taken in by all the promises she made
I don't expect that I will change my mind
For all that you might say
For love it complicate my way
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How can you ever hope to justify the things you've done?
I don't suppose that you will even try
And I'll get by
And why did you interfere with me?
Trespass was written by Clifford T. Ward.
Trespass was produced by Clifford T. Ward.