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Letras:April Smith and the Great Picture Show. P.S..

Oh, my love, wildflower, precious dove
Where have you flown?
How could you leave me all alone?
I miss you for heaven's sake
But I will find you no matter how long it takes

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Come back to me
Because you belong to me

Oh, my dear, the things I'd do just to hold you near
You were my one possession
But I think it kind of turned into an obsession
I want you to know that I love you still
But if I can't have you then I guarantee no one will

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Come back to me
Because you belong to me
And I never set you free

No matter where you hide away
You know I'm gonna find you some day
And then I'm gonna make you pay
Because this time we're doing things my way

Oh, baby, I think maybe I've gone crazy
Do I love you?
Do I hate you?
Do I find you and mutilate you ?

This is a sick mind
Are you scared of what you will find?
Well, you should be
Because if I were you, I would be scared, too

Oh, my love
Oh, my love
Come back to me
Oh, my love