Why Was I Born
Helen Morgan 

Why was I born? Why am I living?
What do I get? What am I giving?
Why do I want a thingI daren’t hope for?
What can I hope for? I wish I knew.
Why do I try to draw you near me?
Why do I cry? You never hear me.
I’m a poor fool, but what can I do?
Why was I born to love you?

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