You Don’t Know Me

I never learned the art of making love. You gave your hand to me, and I watched you walk away.
Anyone can say you know me, but you don't know me at all. Sitting here along frighten to try to love again so much love locked inside. Afraid to try I let my chance slip right by.
You don't know me no-one never did. Is there anybody out there who loves me? I guess we will never know because, you don't know me.
I lived a lonely life doing for other never thinking of myself. My time will come cause victory is here, and I'm getting ready for the blessing to fall on me. But yet you still don't know me.

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