Don't Tarry from Old Growth by Don (Teak) Jensen

I‘m learning how to be my own,
My own kind of man.
Just when I thought that I knew you,
I found that I don‘t understand.
Now all are dreams are forsaken,
and the memories that we had.

Its been three months since I’ve seen you,
It all seems very wrong.
And when you find what you wanted,
I hope it won’t be long.
So please don’t leave me waiting,
while you tarry this along.

It’s said that everyone needs someone,
I wonder if that’s true.
No I don’t think I’ll believe it,
Not if I can’t have you.
So please don’t leave me waiting,
while you tarry, this along.

Now all these long night are empty,
But for the memories of you.
So I will hold to this feeling,
Until I hear from you.
So please don’t leave me waiting,
while you tarry, this along.

Don’t tarry this along . . . .
Don’t tarry this along . . . .
Don’t tarry this along . . . .

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