Do You
by Carolyn Ann Sears
Do you hate me are love me
But, I heard it through the Grapevine..
\But the wine is multiplying
\We always sing at the end of a rainbow,
\But what about the middle of the rainbow,
\Where the tears dry and turn the golden dust..
\But do you love me are hate me,
\Will you please pass me a Kleenex
\To wipe the dust running down my face..
\Did you drink your fill of wine
\I heard through the grapevine
\While the wine was multiplying
\You etched my soul with emptiness,
\Are, did you bless my heart and soul?
\Do you love me?
\Do you hate me?
\You know I did hear it through the grapevine..
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